Chenxing's heart skipped a beat, and she hurriedly admitted her mistake instinctively: "…I'm sorry, I didn't mean to."
"Since you did something wrong? Tell me, how should you be punished?!"
Then he didn't say another word, looking at her with a cold expression, waiting for her to answer the question herself. Chenxing's scalp tingled, her hands still wrapped around his neck in a coquettish pose, yet her entire body was tense.
An invisible pressure locked onto her, trapping her inside entirely.
It scared her out of her wits, but she couldn't escape!
Sitting on his lap felt like sitting on pins and needles!
Truly, she hadn't faced such an icy and angry Gu Shaocheng in a long time. For a moment, she deeply regretted her actions, wondering why she joked like this. Now, he's angry.
She glanced around, everyone including Nan Baihao held their breath.
