Her eyes were red, and she stared at him with wide eyes.
He, however, raised an eyebrow, as one large hand slowly caressed her neck.
So white, so delicate, and so tender, it looked incredibly fragile.
Suddenly his fingers tightened!
He was choking her!
She couldn't breathe!
"My intuition tells me that I would never like having such a despicable thing done to me by a strange woman!"
She found it ludicrous to the point of laughing and crying.
Her little hand clutched his wrist, trying to pull it away, "You're choking me? Liang Zhichen, you dare to choke me?"
His body suddenly stiffened, as if some instinct buried within him was wreaking havoc, and he actually… couldn't do it. He couldn't bring himself to follow through?
She pushed him away irritably.
"You just wait!!"
Jumping off the bed, she glared at him with a gloomy face, "If you've got the guts, then keep it up. The washboard is ready for you, just wait until you remember... Humph!!"
