Tang Mo'er's delicate back collided directly into the wall with an audible thump. Huo Beichen's arms surrounded her, blocking her off so she couldn't escape. The corner of her lips curled up into a smirk. "It's a waste to enjoy this delightful scene by myself, I was thinking to sell these photographs off to… a pornographic website and let everyone enjoy your debauchery for free."
"… Give me the cell phone!"
"Come and get it yourself." Tang Mo'er raised the cell phone high up.
Huo Beichen's large palm held on to her slender wrist and restricted her movement. With his other hand, he reached up to snatch the phone away from Tang Mo'er. In the frenzied struggle, their bodies were getting closer to each other, it wasn't long before their bodies collided into one, so close it was as though they were stuck to each other.
"Huo Beichen, do you have a crush on me?"
