Mengxin didn't want Nie Guangyi to see her embarrassment and irregular heartbeat, and she responded as calmly as possible, "If I remember correctly, you already hugged me twice just now."
Bargaining over such a matter is actually a bit odd.
If the conversation continued, Mengxin didn't know how she would respond calmly.
"If the lady is unwilling to hug, would you let me pinch you instead?"
"..."
Is this a normal request to make at such a time?
Mengxin couldn't help but ask, "Why don't you pinch yourself?"
"I pinched myself." Nie Guangyi stretched out his arm for Mengxin to see.
He pinched a chunk of flesh on the side of his wrist, visibly exerting a lot of force.
With that kind of strength, if applied to Mengxin, she would have turned from pale to red, and from red to almost black.
Nie Guangyi, however, looked somewhat anxiously at Mengxin, "What to do? No matter how hard I pinch, I don't feel the pain."
"How could it not hurt with such a pinch?"
