Xia Yinian had never been so proactive in her entire life.
But Gu Beicheng just stood there, with no reaction whatsoever.
The fury in his eyes was enough to burn everything around him.
That murderous aura, cold and piercing, made it impossible to look him directly in the eyes.
Xia Yinian's breathing was erratic, so was her heart as she grabbed his neck and pulled him towards herself.
"Are you telling me not to kill someone, or not to touch you?"
Gu Beicheng narrowed his eyes, clearly agitated as well.
This girl, she had never been so forward before, she even took his hand and placed it on her body.
Under normal circumstances, how could she dare?
Such innocence, yet still it pained him indescribably, the steps he wanted to take to leave were truly stopped by her.
But, he was furious now, furiously wanting to personally tear apart the person who whipped her.
Xia Yinian bit her lip, her face flushed and unsure how to answer his question.
