Qiao Qianqian stood outside her door, clothed in a green robe. Her delicate figure is reminiscent of young willow sprouts in early spring.
"I have a favor to ask of Friend Qiao!"
Clad in a blue robe and with a composed demeanor, Xu Mu made his request with a respectful bow.
"Hmm! Friend Xu distinctly remembers me only when he has something he needs!"
Qiao Qianqian snorted coldly and was about to turn away.
Xu Mu quickly seized her arm and yanked her into his embrace.
This sudden gesture startled Qiao Qianqian and she tried to break free from his hold.
"What, what are you doing?!"
"You are unique and irresistible. I couldn't help but act upon my feelings!" Xu Mu chuckled.
"You... how... how dare you!!!"
Qiao Qianqian flushed red, whether from anger or embarrassment, her porcelain face taking on the shade of rouge.
She had initially wanted to skilfully reel in Xu Mu, but she didn't expect him to be so assertive and forthright.