To his surprise, Feng Shanshan covered her mouth and giggled, giving the intimately positioned pair a teasing look. Catching her gaze, Mu Chen subconsciously glanced down at himself. He was shocked to find his left arm wrapped firmly around Wan Xian'Er, pinning her against his chest. His palm was clamped over her mouth, and his forearm was pressed right against her body.
Since the weather was pleasant, Wan Xian'Er wasn't wearing very thick clothing.
"This…" Mu Chen was dumbfounded. Overcome with shame and indignation, Wan Xian'Er bit down hard on his finger, putting all her strength into it. A sharp, twisting pain shot through his fingertip, and with a muffled grunt, Mu Chen instinctively released his hand.
"See? See! He's a total playboy!" Wan Xian'Er exclaimed as she wriggled free. She straightened her clothes with one hand while pointing at Mu Chen with the other, her eyes blazing with fury. But despite her outward anger, her mind was filled with questions.
