Lu Mianmian nearly choked on her own saliva.
She then looked at Wen Mulan with an embarrassed and helpless face, wondering how she should answer that question.
Whether yes or no, neither seemed like an appropriate answer!
"Hmm?" He raised his eyebrows slightly, still waiting for her response.
She swallowed the saliva in her throat, met his gaze, and after thinking it over, decided to say, "Of course... I would be moved. You're so good-looking, it's rare for women not to feel something when they see you, but well, I know my place. At most, I would just feel the flutter and then, uh, certainly not act on it. I'd let that feeling fade away slowly."
Um, that should be a proper thing to say, right?
Wen Mulan's expression was unreadable.
Lu Mianmian laughed dryly again, "I promise, I won't do anything inappropriate to you. You can rest assured..."
"What if I want you to do something inappropriate to me?" Wen Mulan said.
