"Ye Mo…" Ning Qingxue looked up. She was exploding with joy after receiving the necklace crafted by Ye Mo himself. She just wanted Ye Mo to help her put it on but saw Ye Mo put his hands through her collar. She subconsciously screamed but as soon as she did, she regretted it.
Ye Mo was startled. He found his hands had touched Ning Qingxue’s chest. It was soft and smooth, and he almost couldn’t control himself. If Ning Qingxue didn’t scream, perhaps he would’ve grabbed hold of it.
He quickly let go of his hands and looked apologetically and awkwardly at Ning Qingxue. After a long while, he said, "Sorry, I almost couldn’t control myself…."
Ning Qingxue’s face was bursting with redness. She was a little annoyed. This idiot, if you want to touch it, then touch it why say it out, why talk about it. She buried her head into Ye Mo’s chest again. She was hopeful and joyful, but a little worried at the same time. Her feelings were very confused.
