In the next second, Beichen Rui furrowed his brows and looked at Ye Xinluo with dissatisfaction.
Ye Xinluo pinched him hard where Beichen Jue couldn't see, glaring at him with displeasure.
As if to say, what's so good about it, I haven't agreed yet!
Beichen Rui slightly furrowed his brows, pulled her into his arms, and ignoring the gaze of those present, whispered in her ear in a voice only they could hear, "If you pinch me again, I'll take it as you're shy."
"You're overthinking it." After speaking, she gave him another pinch on the waist, her eyes full of displeasure and warning.
Shy, my foot! Which eye of yours saw me being shy? Or do you have a fanciful imagination?
Beichen Rui furrowed his brows, hugged her tightly, and said with a restrained tone, "Do you know a man's waist shouldn't be pinched carelessly? If you provoke me, you take responsibility."
In the next second, Ye Xinluo released him, her cheeks flushing unnaturally, glaring at him in annoyance.
