Xia Xiaonuan couldn't help but let out a light hum and forcefully turned her face away. He freed up one hand and directly gripped her head.
His legs also wrapped around hers, making it impossible for her to move.
Xia Xiaonuan was frantic: "If you don't let go of me, I'll call someone!"
Nangong Yaoling sneered, his fingers slowly hooking her chin.
"It was Grandfather who locked us up. Even if you shout yourself hoarse, he probably won't care."
Xia Xiaonuan: "..."
"Hoarse... hoarse...!" She shouted at the top of her lungs.
Nangong Yaoling's face immediately darkened.
He quickly reached out and covered her mouth with his palm.
"If you keep shouting, you'll attract wolves!"
Xia Xiaonuan glared at him. She had learned this trick from watching TV, intentionally trying to anger him.
His fingers carried a faint scent of tobacco. Taking advantage of the moment, Xia Xiaonuan opened her mouth and attempted to bite his hand.
