Lan Yue realized she misspoke again, hurriedly grabbed his hand and corrected herself, "No, I... I'm full."
After speaking, she immediately wanted to bite her tongue. What on earth was she saying?
It was so embarrassing. Why did her IQ always drop in front of Xiao Chen?
Xiao Chen sneered, "As long as you're full, that's fine."
Lan Yue's skin was thin; she blushed, turned away, and ignored him.
She was afraid if she continued, she wouldn't know what strange words she might say next.
Previously, she had already incited this guy to act beastly, and she definitely didn't want her waist to actually break.
Xiao Chen smiled and reached out to hug her from behind.
Lan Yue smiled and dodged, her body shrinking straight into his embrace.
Xiao Chen exerted strength with his hands to turn her around.
He lowered his head, bit her lip, and whispered, "Fairy, sooner or later I'm going to die by your hand."
