8.17 How Is It?

She chuckled deeply. "Tempting me, aren't you?" She splayed her hand over Lu Yizhou's hips and squeezed, pulling out a surprised gasp from his lips. "What will you do after you see me? Will you run away or…"

Her words made him frown. "Why should I run away?"

"Who knows?" The naughty hand continued its endeavor to press against his firm yet soft abdomen. Lu Yizhou had a startling suspicion that his lover might have liked his waist a little too much, otherwise why would she be so fixated on that particular area? "Maybe because I am scarier than the ghost over there? Look at how much she fears me…" Her voice drifted close until it was whispered right into Lu Yizhou's ear. "What should I do if you react the same way?"