"Here?"
Zhou Liao crossed his arms over his chest, raised an eyebrow, and looked at Zhiyun with a teasing glint in his eyes.
"Not okay?"
Lai Zhiyun, mimicking Zhou Liao, also crossed her arms over her chest, chin tilted upward, assertively said, "Just one word, can you or can't you?"
"I can."
Zhou Liao smiled and slowly nodded, then took steps towards Zhiyun.
"What are you doing?"
Before Lai Zhiyun could react, Zhou Liao had already reached her.
His handsome face moved closer and closer, and Lai Zhiyun instinctively stepped back, only to find her back against the wall after a couple of steps.
At this moment, Zhou Liao extended his left hand to prop it against the wall, effectively cornering her with a wall-pin between himself and the wall.
"I feel the need to remind you, the timing, the place, making such a request is a bit dangerous."
