Xu Xiangyang glanced at the girl gently swinging the arm she had grabbed; from this angle, the outline of her bosom wrapped in her clothing was particularly noticeable, and his own arm was almost able to touch that soft, fluffy sensation...
He couldn't help but cough dryly.
"Come on, please~"
Qing Yue increased the amplitude of her arm-shaking and deliberately made her tone more melodious and charming, her voice sweet as if laced with honey to the point of being cloying.
He suddenly remembered Lin Xingjie used to wheedle him like this in the past... Could this be a natural talent of girls?
"Wait, wait a minute, just wait! I never refused you!"
Xu Xiangyang quickly chose to raise his hands, surrendering resistance.
"That's true, I wouldn't dare imagine you would."
Zhu Qingyue seemed quite satisfied with his reaction, her lips curling slightly into a proud hum.
"Yes, yes, you're right, I wouldn't dare to defy Miss Qingyue's orders."
Xu Xiangyang felt helpless.
