"You may act like a jerk, but don't even think about running away," said Mo Nanjue, shaking his arms and suddenly holding her tight, "You won't escape for the rest of your life."
Tong Ran's movement halted instantly. No wonder they say women are easy to appease; it only took one sentence, and all her anger vanished.
Mo Nanjue looked down at her small face, "What, finally happy?"
"Don't think I'm that easy to fool!"
"Even little piglets need to be well-fed before you can deceive them."
"Don't call me a little piglet!"
"Alright, little piglet."
"..."
Tong Ran leaned against his chest, reached out to tickle him, but Mo Nanjue remained unaffected. She suddenly grabbed his collar, "Aren't you ticklish?"
"Nope."
"Why? Is it because your first love tickled you so much you're immune now?"
"..."
"Am I right? Where else did she touch you?"
"..."
Mo Nanjue's eyelid twitched a few times. About this one topic, who knows how long she would torment him?
