The atmosphere was already very ambiguous when a man and a woman were alone in the same room.
Now, Chen An even took the initiative to wrap his arm around Ning Xian'er's waist, pushing this ambiguous atmosphere to its climax.
"Deacon Chen, don't be like this…"
Ning Xian'er's heart raced. She was so nervous that she couldn't even speak properly.
She pushed Chen An away and took a step back to distance herself. She tilted her head slightly to avoid his gaze and said in a voice as soft as a mosquito,
"This is too soon. Our relationship hasn't reached that stage yet."
Am I being rejected?
Chen An was stunned. He was very surprised by this result.
In his heart, he had always treated the Holy Maiden as a bootlicker and thought that he could take her down with a flick of his finger.
Unexpectedly, this infatuated Holy Maiden has a good amount of self-respect.
