A man can't ever admit he can't do it.
Ye Shaoting was no exception, of course. Although he didn't plan to touch her at this moment, that didn't mean he couldn't do anything.
Zuo Qing felt a sudden, strong grip around her waist. In the next second, her body was spun around, and she fell onto the sofa.
"What do you want to do?" Zuo Qing panicked, trying to push him away.
"Didn't you say I couldn't do it? I'm going to show you whether I can or not now."
Ye Shaoting swiftly caught her wrists as she tried to push him.
Zuo Qing was shocked, "Didn't you say you wouldn't touch me?"
"That was said before. I didn't say it now." His masculinity was being questioned; how could he possibly let it slide?
"You, you rogue!"
Zuo Qing was scared that Ye Shaoting really would do something crazy to her. Her face turned pale; she wasn't ready and didn't intend to have any substantial relationship with him.
