It seemed that Han Yuting noticed Chen Nan's unusual gaze, her pretty face blushed, and she lightly punched his shoulder, "Hey, I was just saying, don't get the wrong idea!"
Chen Nan grinned, "What do you mean by getting the wrong idea?"
"It's just..." Han Yuting rolled her eyes, "How could you not understand? You're doing this on purpose, aren't you?"
"I really don't understand, you know, I am a very pure person." Chen Nan looked at her with a smile, the sly smile tugging at his lips gave him a charmingly wicked vibe, "Explain to me, what exactly does 'getting the wrong idea' mean?"
"Hmph, that sneaky grin on your face, you're clearly up to no good, I won't deal with you, you rogue!" Han Yuting, with a hint of shyness, turned around and ran towards the kitchen.
Chen Nan touched his nose, "Hey, how am I being a rogue?"
"You're a rogue everywhere, there's a wicked aura all over you." Han Yuting turned her head to stick out her tongue at him, giggling as she ran into the kitchen.
