Nan Sichen's voice rose softly, "I don't think you're embarrassing, do you think I am?"
Qin Yin didn't know how he had come to such a conclusion, her eyes widened, then she hastily waved her hands, "No, no, how could I think you're embarrassing? I just feel that being so clingy is a bit embarrassing."
Nan Sichen chuckled softly, bringing his lips close to her ear and saying, "You only feel embarrassed now?"
Qin Yin of course understood what he meant. Just a moment ago, they had kissed in front of so many people, so passionately, and he almost couldn't hold back from tearing off her clothes right there and taking her on the spot; she hadn't felt ashamed then, but now she felt embarrassed just by hugging each other.
Hanging her head down and remaining silent, Qin Yin agreed with Nan Sichen's reasoning. As a result, she stopped struggling to get off and instead wrapped her arms tightly around Nan Sichen's neck, burying her head in his chest and playing the ostrich.
