When Qi Longbing shifted slightly, a voice, faint and traceless, drifted over, "Baby Xiao Mo, I want everyone to know that anyone who dares to touch you, their end... will be... too gruesome to behold!!"
As Hua Xiaomo's eyes met his face, she suddenly felt as if her vision was being invaded by some demonic charm!
Her heart clenched violently.
Damn it! Oh my God! I'm going to faint!
How could this be...
What's wrong with me?
This man, who was hardly an angel...
How could I possibly accept him?
Soon, the strong discomfort deep in her heart protested this overly weak and numb reaction. Hua Xiaomo quickly moved away from him, standing up from her chair.
Her pretty face instantly flushed a deep red.
"What's the matter? Still so shy? I really like you, and I hope you can like me too," Qi Longbing said, a handsome and bewitching smile gracing his features.
