How could he do this! So shameless!
Everything that just happened—she was too embarrassed to even think about it, but at the same time, she couldn't stop herself from doing so. Was there no escape from this? The more she thought about it, the faster her heart raced, to the point it felt like her heart might just jump out of her chest.
"Oh my God, am I going to get a stye on my eye? Could I?!"
Yuan Xiaoxiao slumped weakly against the headboard, burying her flushed face under the blankets. Her soft, pale hands gripped the edges of the quilt tightly, as though only by doing this could she shield her face from the world. She let out a helpless wail, her adorable expression utterly pitiable.
"The little wildcat is mad, baring her sharp claws. But that's okay. Slow and steady wins the race. No matter what, today was a big step forward—a beginning."
