"Do you think I'll let you live here unconditionally? Yan Xinxin, do you think I look like a good person?"
Mo Chuxi's long, narrow eyes narrowed slightly, exuding an air of danger.
He leaned closer to Yan Xinxin, his deep and captivatingly handsome face pressing near hers.
"Your foolishness is actually kind of cute."
"..."
The warmth of his breath dyed Yan Xinxin's pale pink cheeks red once again.
Feeling a certain complex emotion, Yan Xinxin hurriedly stepped back, but Mo Chuxi's arm was faster, wrapping around her slender waist.
The sudden intimacy threw Yan Xinxin into chaos. She raised her panicked eyes but, before she could even see Mo Chuxi's face clearly, his lips pressed down on hers.
"Mm..."
Yan Xinxin's eyes widened, instinctively reaching out to push Mo Chuxi away.
But, as always, she couldn't match his strength.
