luo chenxi felt her back and legs go limp subconsciously as if she was feeling uncomfortable all over.
she placed her hand on her forehead and made an exaggerated expression as if she was about to faint.
"my dear, i suddenly feel a little uncomfortable. i'm going back to my room to rest ..."
the corners of mu yichen's lips curled up while the gloominess in his eyes deepened. " that's right. it's time for us to 'return' to our room to rest ... "
why did the same sentence sound so ambiguous coming from mu yichen's mouth?
luo chenxi's face blushed at once.
she quickly took a few steps back and said, " "m-mu yichen, i was wrong. i ... i suddenly realized that i'm not tired anymore. let's not go back to the room. let's sit in the living room for a while ..."
however, every time she took a step back, the man took a step forward and quickly forced her to the corner of the stairs.