Suddenly lifted in a princess carry by Zhang Xiaowei, Han Xue's mind went blank.
By the time she came to her senses, she had already been tossed onto the bed by Zhang Xiaowei.
It was only then that Han Xue nervously shouted, "Don't you try anything funny."
Seeing Han Xue looking all tense, constantly shoving him, Zhang Xiaowei's playful side kicked in.
"What if I do try something? What can you do about it?"
With that, he pounced towards Han Xue like a hungry tiger.
So close, Han Xue had no way to avoid it, she could only push Zhang Xiaowei with her hands.
Seeing she was genuinely anxious, Zhang Xiaowei quickly rolled off her.
"Just kidding, look how scared you are, hurry up and change your clothes."
Saying this, Zhang Xiaowei left the room laughing, closing the door behind him.
Han Xue exhaled a deep breath, sat up, and patted her still-pounding chest nervously.
"What a scoundrel!"
Recalling the scene that made her blush and her heart race, Han Xue softly spat.
