"No! Absolutely not!!" Tianxin quickly clutched the quilt and scooted over, watching Chen Yiran warily.
Chen Yiran hooked up the corner of his mouth, looking at her with a gentle yet passionate gaze.
Tianxin felt a bit shy under his gaze and involuntarily cast her eyes down.
"Ah..." After a while, Chen Yiran sighed softly in a pitiful tone, "You've taken advantage of me and discarded me... How ruthless..."
Tianxin immediately felt exasperated. She looked up to see the amusement in Chen Yiran's eyes and couldn't help but poke his shoulder, "Who are you talking about?"
"Whoever reacts, I'm talking about them." Chen Yiran casually draped his arm around her shoulder, nibbled gently on her rounded shoulder for a moment, then lifted his head in satisfaction.
Tianxin felt irritated but couldn't find words to retort. Finally, after a long pause, she complained, "Tell me, why did you have...that...in your pocket? Have you been plotting this for a long time??"
