Tao Zhixiang didn't expect Chu Mucheng to embrace her like this.
This posture... was so intimate that Tao Zhixiang felt flattered and overwhelmingly warm.
But in the next second, Tao Zhixiang heard Chu Mucheng's deep voice coming through.
"Too skinny, not even two ounces of meat, you're too bony to hold!"
Tao Zhixiang: "..."
This man, she hadn't asked him to hold her, yet he said such things!
Tao Zhixiang struggled twice in his arms, trying to break free, but Chu Mucheng's grip was so tight, she couldn't escape at all.
"Let go, I didn't ask you to hold me!"
Tao Zhixiang was slightly annoyed.
Chu Mucheng snorted.
"Won't allow a hug? What's with the fuss?"
Tao Zhixiang: "..."
She took a deep breath.
Fine, the only thing she could do now was not to say anything, keep silent, surely that would work.
Tao Zhixiang took a deep breath, stopped speaking, and simply succumbed to the fatigue, letting out a yawn.
Chu Mucheng sensed her exhaustion and said, "Sleep then!"
