Xiao Mohan held her, his hand resting to the side, his body wrapped around her.
"Not taking off what?" He raised an eyebrow, utterly puzzled.
Gu Chuyan was a fujoshi, she was imagining all sorts of things not being taken off! Blushing, she pushed his chest and glared at him: "Xiao Mohan, scare me again! Believe it or not, I'll deal with you?"
"Hmm?"
Xiao Mohan was thoughtful, his magnetic voice echoed: "So, you thought I was scaring you? I can act on it."
As he spoke, his hand landed on her neck, and his long, handsome fingers slowly moved downwards.!
Her heart was pounding, and she felt a bit dry in the mouth.
"I, I am going." She stuttered in response, bending over, and escaping under his armpit! Despite her injured foot, she ran quickly.
"Bang." She slammed the door harshly, rushed back into the bedroom, shut the door behind her, and leaned against it taking deep breaths, feeling on the verge of insanity.
