Pei Yan wrapped his arm around Mei Wanying, keeping her from falling over from the carriage's jolting.
His free hand fumbled for the knot in the silk ribbon. With a flick of his long fingers, he untied the bindings.
He threatened, "Keep struggling, and I'll throw you out!"
Mei Wanying wasn't a child; of course she didn't believe his threat.
But still… she couldn't get used to it. The distance between them was too close.
Given their relationship, it shouldn't be like this.
Mei Wanying struggled slightly and reminded him, "Your Highness, men and women should maintain a proper distance."
The strange feeling in her body was already difficult to suppress, and now Pei Yan was leaning in, so close to her.
'This is torture!'
The Pei Yan of the past wasn't like this. He had always wished he could stay far, far away from her.
Mei Wanying didn't understand why Pei Yan would do such a thing.
She pushed at the man's arm, trying to keep her distance.
Pei Yan didn't move an inch.
