"I... I certainly didn't mean to welsh on our deal." Suxin turned her head and looked directly at Chen Ziqian, who was sporting a mischievous grin. Was she really that funny?
"I'm just concerned about your figure. Aren't you afraid of becoming a big fatso if you eat a late-night snack?"
"Oh? You're so concerned about me?" Chen Ziqian placed one hand on the wall, cornering Suxin inside and blocking the path to her room.
Seeing that sly smile at the corner of Chen Ziqian's lips, Suxin suddenly felt a chill and a wave of nervousness. Even though she was already pressed against the wall, her body involuntarily squeezed further into it as Chen Ziqian's handsome face loomed larger in front of her.
"No... It's not about being concerned for you... I... I'm thinking of your girlfriends..."
"Oh?" Chen Ziqian raised an eyebrow, seeing Suxin so nervous was indeed a rare sight; she usually screamed at him.
