Facing Li Yehan's advances, Nan Qiao's expression was full of disbelief.
Who said Li Yehan was a celibate god, uninterested in women?
How come she felt Li Yehan was very skilled at flirting when it came to matters between men and women?
Nan Qiao struggled, trying to get out of Li Yehan's embrace.
But Li Yehan was too strong and kept Nan Qiao confined in his arms, refusing to let go.
"Whether my body is in good condition or not, why not try it yourself and find out?" Li Yehan smiled indulgently.
"Li Yehan, let me go first."
"There's no need to be coy, you can speak just fine while I hold you," Li Yehan hugged her even tighter.
Li Yehan grabbed Nan Qiao's hand, pressing her palm against his lean waist.
Had Nan Qiao's strength not been slightly greater than that of an average woman, she would have already touched somewhere inappropriate by now.
"Li Yehan, you're being a hooligan, let me go this instant!" Nan Qiao continued to struggle.