Zhan Mingyan suddenly snapped back to reality, hurrying to step back away from him.
"What are you dreaming about with your wishful thinking? Cut it out." Her little ears hidden under her hair turned red hot from embarrassment. She clenched her fist, raised her head to meet his gaze, and retorted angrily.
"If you hadn't pulled on me just now, I wouldn't have stumbled. It seems more like you're the one with ulterior motives."
"Ulterior motives?"
Bai Jue narrowed his eyes, tasting these words in his mouth before bursting into laughter.
Zhan Mingyan's face flushed, "What are you laughing at?"
"With your beanpole figure, why would it be worth my ulterior motives, huh?" Bai Jue crossed his arms over his chest, looking her up and down with amusement in his eyes.
"You..."
The fire in Zhan Mingyan's eyes blazed stronger. She wished she could hit him square in the face.
Suddenly, the elevator gave a shaky lurch.
