Xiao Lei wrapped her arms around herself, near the waist, as she glared at Han Ye. "What the hell was that for?!" she snapped.
To her annoyance, instead of feeling guilty, Han Ye was wearing a carefree smile. "I told you, I won't let you cry."
"It's not funny. Stop it," she said. When she relaxed her arms and looked at her old unit, letting the memories assault her mind... Suddenly, she felt something was about to touch her, and she turned only to see one of Han Ye's hands stopping near her waist.
"You!" she snapped and glared at him.
Unfortunately for her, Han Ye did not intend to stop. He continued to "assault" her by tickling her all over. Xiao Lei kept shrieking, "Stop! Stop it! I'm not crying!"
"You were about to!"
"I'm not!" she begged and laughed as she tried to catch his hands. But his hands were moving so fast, and she could not stop herself from laughing to see clearly. "I'm not crying! Really!"
