Yan Yan, Would You Accept My Apology?

"Yan Yan, what did you just say? Big brother didn't catch it..."

Suddenly enveloped by Qin Lu's presence, Nan Yan felt a bit flustered.

The position they were in gave her a feeling that if he were to lower his head slightly, he might kiss her.

"Big brother..." Nan Yan shifted back a bit, licked her lips innocently and said, "Could you please sit properly for a moment?"

Qin Lu's gaze fell onto her lips, his eyes gradually darkening. He also restrained the hint of aggression in his eyes, not wanting to frighten the little girl.

"Alright," Qin Lu nonchalantly replied, sitting back down.

His hand, however, rested at the back of the girl's neck, not too tight nor too loose.

He lightly pinched the soft flesh on the back of her neck.

Nan Yan's body stiffened.

It was as if an electric current was coursing erratically down her spine.

"Big brother, I was wrong!"

Nan Yan couldn't resist and pleaded for forgiveness.