Yang Hong felt overwhelmingly embarrassed. She really wanted to push Ye Haochuan away, but the thunder outside was too terrifying, making her somewhat reluctant to leave the warmth of his embrace.
"Your hand better not wander anywhere it shouldn't! Otherwise, I'll chop it off!" Yang Hong's cheeks were flushed red as she shyly released Ye Haochuan's hand, making the largest concession she could.
"Do you really think I'm that evil?" Ye Haochuan chuckled, finding a comfortable position, and his arms slipped around Yang Hong.
This position was even more intimate; Yang Hong's entire body curled into Ye Haochuan's embrace, as if he were holding her.
She was immediately mortified. While her heart was filled with embarrassment, she also felt inexplicably reassured and overall quite comfortable.
Oh well, let it be, as long as he doesn't move around too much! Yang Hong nestled comfortably in Ye Haochuan's arms, no longer fearing the thunder outside.