Late Night Sweetness (1)
Editor: Atlas Studios
One of Mu Sihan's hands was on top of Nan Zhi's head and the other was holding her slender waist tightly, he was looking down at her with his dark eyes like a king who was above everyone else. "You still want to pinch?"
There was no excuse for his bad temper, but he was really good looking with no flaws at all. It was like he was a masterpiece created by the heavens, from his features to the contours of his face. When he was unruly, the lines of his face would exude an air of wildness and arrogance, but when he was cold, he would exude out an air that would repel people away with a bitter chill.
Under his cold and dangerous gaze, Nan Zhi felt her blood freeze.
But she was a little confused, and she did not think it through before blurting out, "I just pinched your ear, it's not somewhere out of line."
Mu Sihan raised his hand and pinched her chin. "Where else out of line do you want to pinch, huh?"