Gu Chenxiao spoke in a hoarse voice, "Song Yan, untie me."
"I don't want to."
She stepped back and only then did she realize that her bathrobe was open, her face heated up, and she hurriedly straightened and retied it, played with her hair for a bit, and then took her long legs over to the side to drink some water.
"Do you want to drink?" Song Yan kindly asked him.
After the 'battle' just now, he must be thirsty too.
Gu Chenxiao's gaze followed her continuously, observing every one of her movements.
"Be good, help me untie this."
Song Yan came back with water in her hand, but she was cautious, standing out of his reach and taunting him, "Aren't you very capable? Smash it open with your fist!"
As she spoke, she even gestured with her small fists.
Gu Chenxiao's eyes narrowed dangerously, and for the last time he reasoned with her, "Song Yan, it's still not too late to let me go now."
For some unknown reason, Song Yan suddenly felt a bit timid.
