Ye Qingxian looked at Chen Xuan, unable to control his emotions, already successfully captivated by her, and a proud smile appeared in her heart.
No matter how strong-willed a man is, he can't escape the palm of her hand.
Just when Ye Qingxian was fantasizing proudly, Chen Xuan acted out of character, placing his hand on her shoulders, gently laying her down.
And very considerately pulled over a light blanket, covering her with it.
This left Ye Qingxian stunned, completely different from what she had imagined.
"Chen Xuan, are you chickening out?" Ye Qingxian asked with irritation, "Coward! All lechery and no guts!"
Chen Xuan laughed disdainfully, "I have the lechery and the guts, I just don't want to be used by beauty and become a pawn at your disposal."
Huh?
Ye Qingxian raised her delicate eyebrows, staring at him dumbfounded.
Chen Xuan remained calm, "Ye Qingxian, put away your little tricks, did you really think I was so easily tempted and deceived by you?"
