Maybe he didn't expect Yun Ran to suddenly kick someone, or perhaps his thoughts were entirely on how to seduce, but in any case, that kick landed squarely on him.
He let out a muffled groan near her ear and sighed, "A mistake, how did I forget to tie up your legs too?"
Then Yun Ran felt a warm, large hand grip her ankle and place it on the armrest of the chair.
Yun Ran's eyelid twitched, "Bastard! Don't you dare!"
The person holding her ankle contemplated for a moment, then chuckled and said naturally, "Alright then, let's place it on my shoulder instead."
Yun Ran: "...Nangong Mo, go to hell!"
"Speaking of which, you've been calling out Nangong Mo's name. Do you like him that much?"
"..."
Hearing these words, Yun Ran rolled her eyes and turned her face away, not wanting to engage with him at all.
But he reached out his hands to cradle her face, persistently turning it back, and half-threatened, half-coaxed her:
