"Snap—"
Listening to the sound of the belt buckle being undone, her cheeks couldn't help but blush further.
She froze there, not making any other move. Huo Jingting, seeing her motionless, pulled down the zipper himself, "Have you seen it before?"
Gu Nanqiao pursed her lips, "What?"
He leaned in close, that thing almost poking her face, "Do you want to take a closer look?"
Only then did Gu Nanqiao realize what he meant and immediately became furious, pushing him hard, "You dead hooligan! Pervert!"
She thought he was asking her to look at something else, but it turned out to be…
Huo Jingting let out a low laugh, he was so close to her, his hot breath brushed her face.
Gu Nanqiao even felt that his features seemed gentle at that moment, devoid of his usual indifference.
She glared at him resentfully, the words of refusal on the tip of her tongue but never leaving her lips.
It felt as if a fire had been lit in her throat, constantly smoking.
