A feeling of embarrassment surged in her heart, and instinctively she wanted to hide it.
However, given the current situation, she could only manage one thing at the expense of another.
After all, with only two hands... how could she defend thoroughly?
So in a split second, Wu Qianhuan made up her mind. She reached out both hands to cover Chu Qing's eyes.
Seeing her reach out, Chu Qing took the opportunity to pull her into his arms:
"Are you throwing yourself at me?"
Wu Qianhuan widened her eyes. She wanted to struggle a bit, but inexplicably found herself weak.
She could only go limp in Chu Qing's embrace, staring fixedly at him:
"You... Since when did you become such a bad person..."
"There's worse. Want to try it?"
Wu Qianhuan didn't reply. As Chu Qing took her silence as consent, his heart swelled with emotion, and just as he was about to lower his head to kiss her, a voice came from outside the door:
"Young Master! Young Master!!"
