For Mo Zixun, not to mention being this close to a man, she had never even stared at a guy from such a close distance before!
Before she met Jiang Feng, she really was ice-pure and jade-clean; from head to toe, not a single inch of skin had ever been touched by any man.
But that "purity" had been ruined by Jiang Feng just yesterday—he had held her in such an overbearing way, and now he'd even touched her fair arm and little hand, which truly made her so shy she couldn't control herself, waves of strange fluttering rippling through her heart.
"It's fine."
Jiang Feng naturally hadn't meant to take advantage of Mo Zixun. Seeing that she'd recovered, he immediately pulled his hand back and took two steps backward.
Mo Zixun had originally wanted to go down right away, but after hesitating she still asked, "Brother Feng, what you just said, what did you mean?"
