I reached out to her face with a greed and raised her chin, and I smiled frivolously.


    "Don''t look at me like this, we''ve all been like this anyway..."


    "You...you..."


    Her body began to tremble, her face turned red, and as her cheeks bulged, I finally felt something was wrong with the "Jasmine" in front of me.


    Because the soft muttering sound was too sharp, there was still a clear difference between this proud tone and Jasmine.


    For a moment, my heart jumped up.


    Comic Con... is a carnival where everyone can cosplay, which means that more than one person cosplays a character... And because of the clothes and wigs, the original appearance of the actor was blurred. If you don''t look carefully, it will be easy to get confused, so I won''t...


    When I turned my gaze to the girl''s face tremblingly, I found that she was indeed not Jasmine, because there was a small mole on the corner of my mouth.


    "Wow! Sorry, I admit my mistake...that..."


    I quickly shook my hand away and apologized to her with panic on my face, but this really couldn''t make up for the shadow of the girl''s soul. After all, my expressions and actions at that time were not like Jasmine, who had a soft personality and had certain experience of being coerced, would be shocked.


    Under the influence of my intimidation, the girl''s expression also became quite angry and terrifying.


    "Rogue, hooligan!!"


    She pointed at me and yelled.


    I was so scared that I was scattered.


    Everyone turned their attention to me at the same time.


    In just a moment, the sound of fingers and fingers sounded.


    "Ah, there are actually hooligans, it''s really bad."


    "I''ve heard of it for a long time. Some people like to take advantage of the troubled waters of comic exhibitions."


    "Damn, I want to protect that girl and beat that hooligan to death first."


    Others looked at me, and the hot-tempered boy was ready to whisper.


    (Hey, you obviously just want to show off in front of girls!)


    Although I was complaining in my heart, of course I didn’t have the courage to add fuel to this critical moment.


    Before those people approached, I was so scared that I ran away.


    What a joke, I worked hard to prepare clothes with Jasmine for today. If I get beaten up and sent to the police, I will not have a show of singing.


    "Hey, don''t run!"


    There was a roar from more than one person from behind. I knew that those people had caught up with me and naturally accelerated into the crowd without looking back. As for the issue of possible dispersion with Jasmine, I was naturally not in my consideration. After all, safety is the first priority.


    Although I had already run very hard, I was still running crookedly because I didn''t dare to hit someone. Finally, I was pressed to the ground at the bus stop sign at the exhibition center.


    "Go to die!"


    "Woo! I''m not a hooligan!"


    While I was tugging with two big men, and then passers-by watched at a loss—