"Shut up!" Mu Lan hissed. Her face turned red in shame.
Mu Liang's hands roamed around her body. "Tell me. Do I make you drunk with my touch?"
Mu Lan jumped out of his embrace and stood up. "Don't say weird stuffs!" After she said that, she turned around and almost fled from there.
She couldn't take more than two steps before she was caught by Mu Liang's warm hands and he swept her in the air.
"Eek!" Mu Lan let out a surprise noise before encircling her arms around his neck. "What are you doing? Put me down! I have to go to the party."
"You didn't answer my question." Mu Liang walked towards the castle, the opposite side of the ball room.
The classical music from ball room still could be heard from where this lovey-dovey was.
"There is nothing to answer. Put me down- mpf!" Mu Lan's lips were covered his lips.
