Jian Han's gentle little face turned away to fan away the steam. She did not know if her jaw was electrocuted by his brushing, or was it his gentle expression on his face when he said the word "Wifey?"
She stretched her small hand out to pat his large hand away. She lifted her head up bravely as she glared at him. "I dare. Why would I not dare!?"
…
Jian Han followed Zhou Dayuan out of the lift, and she walked towards the door of the condominium unit.
She stood up straight. He held the keys with two fingers. He was opening the door, and Jian Han took a small step back. She suddenly changed her mind, and she did not want to go home with him.
She turned around to run.
But she was unable to run away as a large hand came around her round belly. Her entire body was hugged by him from behind. A voice rang out in her ears clearly. "You want to run away? You are already at the door right now, and you think I would let you run away?"
