Although Jia Xiaoqing looked panicked, Lin Chen stared at her blankly.
"Damn, this is way too bold, running out here stark naked."
"Xiaoqing, I know you're interested in me, but you don't have to seduce me like this," Lin Chen said as he swallowed.
Lin Chen's eyes were fixed closely on that devilish figure.
"There's a bloody head on your bed," Jia Xiaoqing said worriedly.
Jia Xiaoqing looked tense, her voice trembling, and her seemingly boneless arms tightly wrapped around Lin Chen.
Due to her anxiety, Jia Xiaoqing even forgot she wasn't wearing any clothes.
"Why would there be a head in my room? Did you see it wrong?" Lin Chen patted Jia Xiaoqing's shoulder to comfort her.
"A head?" From Jia Xiaoqing's shivering expression, Lin Chen knew she wasn't lying.
"Don't be afraid, I'm here," Lin Chen said, enjoying holding Jia Xiaoqing.
