Chapter 352: Not the Benevolence of Women

Ye Ranran seized the opportunity, swiftly lifted the quilt, and got up to get out of bed.

However, before her feet even touched the floor, an intense heat clasped tightly around her waist, a scorching and firm hand held her fast.

After a whirl of spinning, she found herself lying before him again.

Ye Ranran blinked, the metaphorical little deer in her heart was about to break out of its cage.

She had no idea how irresistibly cute and alluring she looked at this moment.

Xiao Sichen's slender fingers gently grazed her temple, his eyes still carrying a lingering fire, and his voice was husky.

"Naughty bunny, where did you think you were running off to?"

Ye Ranran: "…"

That sentence...

Was so, so, **so** suggestive—how was she supposed to respond?

"I... I wasn't trying to run." After saying this, Ye Ranran wished she could bite her own tongue off—the way she replied practically invited misunderstanding.