Mo Chen's large palm rubbed her forehead, his tone icy and displeased, "Don't ask about it again!"
"But you haven't answered me yet."
Hope filled her eyes.
The man let out a disdainful snort of cold laughter, "Do I have to admit I love you so desperately before you can be at ease?"
"..."
She murmured softly, "I didn't say..."
Mo Chen's long arm encircled her slender waist, pressing her body tight against his.
He looked down into Qiao Ruoxin's eyes, "Do you feel it now?"
Qiao Ruoxin's face immediately turned red, how could this damn man suddenly start being a rogue again!
"Little Ghost, just because it reacts only to you, a single woman, are you reassured now?"
Ahem...
The air was filled with an awkward atmosphere.
"Want to die? Look up!"
She immediately looked up, gazing at Mo Chen's handsome face, his features so strikingly beautiful...
