"Stop touching it, give it back to me."
An Nan reached out to grab the photo album again, but Lin Mubai wasn't going to let her have her way. He intended to tease her, and if the prop was snatched away, how could the teasing continue?
"Why should I give it back to you? This was originally given to me by Aunt Fu." As he spoke, Lin Mubai's fingertips continued to linger on the photo album.
Seeing him act this way, An Nan blurted out without thinking, "Stop touching me." As soon as the words left her mouth, she regretted it, a streak of annoyance flashed through her dark eyes, and she quickly began to explain, "I didn't mean it like that."
"Then what do you mean?"
"I... I..." An Nan was anxious and couldn't come up with a good excuse. She became more annoyed internally and finally decided to give up, pointing at the photo album in his hand, protesting, "Even though the album was given to you by Aunt Fu, I am the owner of the photos. I said stop touching, so stop touching."
