Soft jade felt warm and fragrant in his arms; Lin Tian had barely found an excuse to hold her for a moment, but Miss had to come and spoil the moment.
He reluctantly withdrew his hand, while Xiao Manxuan, coming back to her senses, was also embarrassingly flustered, scampering off like a startled rabbit to her older sister's side, her complexion blushing as if she were drunk.
Indeed, a man's head and a woman's waist were not to be touched—too sensitive.
"Lin Tian, look at the mess you've made; the door wasn't even locked. Why the rush, breaking it like that?" Xiao Manxue complained, dissatisfied with Lin Tian hugging her sister.
Though it was a complaint, her tone didn't seem angry; she clearly wasn't blaming him, but she couldn't stand the thought of him taking advantage of her sister.
"Ah, this is the house grandfather left us, but if it's broken, it's broken; there are things in the Xiao Family that need changing!"
