Watching her flustered yet defiant display, Shen Yuan couldn't help but let out a low chuckle, his eyes practically overflowing with amusement.
"What are you laughing at! Give me back my sock!"
The words had barely left Li Zhi's lips when Shen Yuan dangled the pure white cotton sock from his fingertips.
The moment she reached out to snatch it, he flicked his wrist, cupping the sock in his palm and hiding it behind his back. He used the motion to lean forward, looming over her huddled figure.
"What's the rush?" he chuckled, his breath brushing against the flushed tip of her ear. "Weren't you the one who took it off?"
"I... I didn't! Give it back!"
Li Zhi held her hand out in front of Shen Yuan, her earlobes burning so red they looked as if they might bleed.
"Nope."
Li Zhi refused to give up, lunging for it again.
"You dumbass, Shen Yuan! Give it back!"
