"Shaochen... Shaochen, what... are you doing?" Ye Shu's face turned embarrassingly red.
Yet, she did not continue to struggle.
Because she had already misunderstood him several times just now; she feared that this time was another instance of suspecting a gentleman's heart with a villain's mind. If so, she really couldn't face Shaochen anymore.
"What do you think?" Shaochen's gaze was poisonous, searing as he scanned her from head to toe.
Ye Shu felt as if every part of her that his eyes touched was catching fire, and in an instant, her heart was in chaos.
She hurriedly bowed her head, choosing not to speak anymore.
She realized that in the art of flirting, Shaochen was always one step ahead.
She never knew when he was playing hard to get or when he would suddenly act cool and aloof.
Thus, she could only respond to unchanging situations by trying to minimize her embarrassment.
