"Not there? Hmm?"
Xiao Hen raised an eyebrow, a muffled voice coming through clenched teeth.
However, the person caught in the act didn't seem to feel guilty at all; her cool fingertips continued to peck downwards.
Xiao Hen was both amused and exasperated.
In this world, there was no one with a thicker face than this girl.
By nature, Xiao Hen was a shy person, whose heart would race for a long while even from holding hands, but he couldn't stand how someone kept taking advantage of him time and again, and so unabashedly at that.
Did this girl really think he wouldn't dare to do anything to her?
He pinched her smooth little chin with a hint of a threat in his voice, "So you don't want to sleep, do you?"
Gu Jiao's mischievous hand paused briefly, her eyes still closed, she said, "I do."
"No, you don't."
Xiao Hen then flipped over, propping his elbows on both sides of her, pressing her down beneath him in a feigned manner.