Qiao Ruoxin turned around intending to leave, but was suddenly pulled into a man's embrace; his arm secured around her slender waist.
"Little Ghost, don't move. Let's hug for a bit." His voice was gentle and enchanting, almost beguiling.
She truly stopped struggling, allowing the man to hold her body.
With her cheek against the man's chest, she listened to his heartbeat and spoke with a soft, glutinous voice, "Mo Chen Big Brother, let's sleep in separate rooms tonight."
Suddenly, Mo Chen's expression turned cold as he looked down at her in his arms, his tone harsh, "What do you mean by that?"
Qiao Ruoxin stepped out of the man's embrace, looked up, and blinked, "I want to make a good impression on your mom. Otherwise, she might think I'm too casual."
Upon hearing her say this, the displeasure on the man's handsome face slowly faded away.
Seeing that he didn't respond, she then embraced his arm and gently shook it, "Promise me, promise…"
