What she was most afraid of was a man's scent.
That kind of masculine Qi would always make her nerves Twitch and her stomach cramp.
Gong Ming Yu, Gong Ming Yu, you Yingluo, let go of me Yingluo. si Yi's voice trembled unconsciously, and the disdain in his eyes was completely replaced by horror.
Gong Ming was a little frightened by her sudden panic.
Very quickly, he let go of her. Actually, he only wanted to tease her.
As soon as she escaped from his imprisonment, Siyi held her painful stomach and squatted in place, gasping for breath.
"Hey! Yan Siyi, are you alright?" Gong Ming reached out and gently tapped her shoulder. He pushed her and asked inquisitively.
Suddenly, she recalled the words of her hag-like cousin. She glanced at her curiously with a hint of ridicule in her eyes. Yan Siyi, you're so afraid of men touching you. How are you going to find a man in the future? "
