With her back to the sink and an overbearing Lu Xize in front of her, Chu Yao couldn't help but lean away. Her supple body arched, but she still couldn't escape the man's imposing presence.
Chu Yao pursed her lips. 'Looks like I've gone too far.' Lu Xize wasn't the kind of person you could just laugh at.
She blinked her pretty eyes, feigning innocence. Lu Xize's Adam's apple bobbed, his voice coming out lower and huskier than usual. "So what? You don't like it?"
Chu Yao: "..."
'I do! I like it a lot!'
'But seriously, are you getting mad out of embarrassment? How can you be so conceited!'
Chu Yao pursed her lips and remained silent for two seconds before suddenly shoving Lu Xize away. Pouting, she enunciated each word clearly, "I. Don't. Like. It!"
