"Hmm..."
Mo'en whimpered, her muscles tensing instantly. Her eyes, which she had already closed, snapped open once again - she hadn't expected this scoundrel to be so restless!
She hurriedly waved her hands, trying to stop him.
Qin Chuan had already lost his restraint, his voice low and ferocious, "Are you trying to add fuel to the fire because you think I'm not excited enough?"
This coquettish refusal was just like chicken blood to him, wasn't it?
Eldest Miss Su was dumbfounded!
Was resisting now a mistake?
The more she resisted, the more excited he became?
What, are you a masochist or something?
"Beep... beep beep... beep beep beep..."
However, at the height of the moment, the faint sound of the moving hands of the timer on the bomb caught Qin Chuan's attention; he involuntarily adopted a defensive stance.
But in the moment of forcefully using his hands, it nearly cost Eldest Miss Su her life: "Ugh..."
It hurt a little!
It felt a bit numb!