The effect of those words was immediate.
Feng Yiren's whole body stiffened.
Then, just as fast as he had pulled her close, he released her and jumped back as if she had suddenly turned into a poisonous snake.
Lin Huahua blinked in confusion.
Feng Yiren pointed at her with shock and anger all over his face. His fox ears had gone back, his tail lashed once behind him, and his expression looked exactly like someone who had just realized that the sweet fruit in front of him had actually been a trap.
"What kind of question is that?" Feng Yiren snapped. "If you do not want me to hold you, then just say it properly. Why are you threatening me with another female?"
Lin Huahua: "..."
Lin Huahua looked even more confused.
Threatening him?
When had she threatened him?
She had asked him a very normal and helpful question.
At least in her own mind it was helpful.
