If you keep talking like that, how can Tang Nian take it? She quickly covered his mouth, glaring at him, "If you keep talking, I'll really get angry."
With her pose, he kissed her palm, and Tang Nian flinched like she'd been shocked, hastily withdrawing her hand.
"Alright, alright, I won't tease you anymore, I won't say it, okay?"
Tang Nian snorted coldly, pushing his hand off herself, "Don't touch me."
The shyer she was, the more Tang Mubai cherished it. Looking at the skin flushed red, his body, which had just calmed down, reacted again.
"You always tease me, but don't let me touch you? What's the logic in that?" Tang Mubai pulled her onto himself with one swift move. The temperature in the room was just right, not cold at all, and the quilt slipped off her body...
Tang Nian was completely stunned, trying to get down, but he held her, rendering her unable to move.
"What are you doing? Let me down."
