Huo Hannian, who was walking behind Wen Ruan, saw that she was avoiding him. He pressed the tip of his tongue against the back of his molars and took a few big strides.
Just as she was about to reach the last step, his slender hand suddenly grabbed a lock of her long hair.
Wen Ruan felt a pain in his scalp.
She turned around and looked at the youth who was pulling her hair. She said angrily," Are you crazy?!""
She pulled her hair back from his hands with a taut face.
Huo Hannian simply stuffed his hands into his pockets and looked at her with raised eyebrows." I'm sick. Are you going to treat me?""
Wen Ruan was speechless. Didn't he tell her to stay away from him?
Was he flirting with her again?
Wen Ruan lowered his eyes and pretended not to hear him.
She continued walking forward.
However, she had only taken a few steps when her slender wrist was grabbed by his powerful hand.
He pulled her to the small forest behind the field.