We can't tolerate it
"Ahh!"
Xia Sha squeals once she felt a warm hand suddenly grabs her wrist forcefully. Her round eyes glare at the flamboyant-looking man that suddenly fastens his pace toward the car.
"Let me go! Guan Xian!" Xia Sha gritted his teeth, exclaiming restrained anger toward Guan Xian's back.
"Are you talking to me? I thought you had even forgotten my name," Guan Xian reply with a frosty tone. He did not even bother to look back and stared at Xia Sha.
Xia Sha's lips twitched, her blood rushed to her brain to supply more oxygent that could calm her nerve. Taking another deep breath while subconsciously letting her body got pulled here and there by Guan Xian, Xia Sha hissed and blurted out, "childish."
Guan Xian's ear move reflected when he heard Xia Sha's remark. He squinted his eyes and raised his eyebrow cynically.