Qin Youxue is now only thinking about how to get out of this current situation.
In the evening, Qin Youxue finished her bath, came out of the bathroom, and was suddenly embraced by a man.
Her body was still covered in water, her wet hair hanging over her shoulders, her eyes full of surprise and moisture, her skin a flushed pink, looking incredibly alluring.
Qin Youxue bit her lip tightly, barely able to maintain the usual calm expression she showed around him.
She bit her lip, squeezing out two words through her teeth: "No."
Mo Hexuan slightly lowered his eyes, his ink-dark eyes watching Qin Youxue's face slowly pale. The desire in his eyes faded slightly, revealing an icy indifference.
"Why?" he asked in a low voice.
"Go find Chu Xiaoyu." Qin Youxue clenched her fist.
"..."
Mo Hexuan fell silent, and after a while, he asked quietly, "If I said I never touched her, would you believe me?"
Qin Youxue looked at him. After a moment, she let out a cold smile: "No!"
