She was about to quickly pass by his side.
But the next second, her wrist was suddenly grasped by him, and her body was instantly pulled closer to him by a few inches.
She gasped in surprise.
Lu Xiao stared at her unblinkingly, gripping her fair wrist even tighter.
His warm breath fell, saying, "Acting like a hooligan? Wasn't it you who signaled me to come find you tonight?"
Once he said that, Wen Xian's ears instantly turned red with embarrassment.
Her small wrist struggled, refusing to admit, "What nonsense are you talking about? I haven't forgiven you yet, why would I let you come see me at night? Get out, get out now!"
By the end, she bit her lip, trying to push him away with her wrists.
But her delicate hands pushing him a couple of times didn't move him an inch; his tall figure stood like a wall, rigidly in place.