Their posture was so intimate that Chiang Xiao still found it somewhat uncomfortable. Especially since his warm breath was on the top of her head, her back pressed against his solid chest, being locked in his embrace made her feel uneasy.
He was a man full of strength.
And she was not really a thirteen-year-old who knew nothing.
Now, the image of him freshly showered without a shirt on kept invading her mind.
Her face felt hot flushes by turns.
Meng Xinian released his hands.
Turning to face her, he looked deeply into her eyes, "You're the vanquished. Now it's time for you to answer my questions."
Chiang Xiao: "..."
What does that mean?
The vanquished...
Okay, so he beat her, what's there to be proud of? And why does he have to specifically point out that she's the vanquished?
She was only thirteen now, but as long as she trained well, there might come a day when she could beat him! Chiang Xiao was truly unconvinced.
"Tell me, why did you insist on paying last night?"
