The man's pleasant woody scent surged into her nostrils, making Mo Shu's heartbeat inexplicably quicken.
Although this wasn't their first embrace, this time felt somehow different.
But what exactly was different?
"Already throwing yourself into my arms, huh?" Yu Siqiao's deep voice resonated by her ear.
His pleasant and magnetic voice almost spiraled into her heart.
Mo Shu immediately pushed him away, saying, "It was Mengmeng who pushed me, and you expect me to throw myself at you?"
Yu Siqiao snorted lightly, "I'm not stopping you, why act so coy?"
Mo Shu glared at him, "Even if you begged me, I wouldn't do it!"
"Then you beg me?"
Mo Shu: "Get lost!"
Damned man!
"Young master, Princess Mo, it's time for dinner."
Upon hearing this, Mo Shu didn't even glance Yu Siqiao's way as she walked outside.
However, she hadn't taken two steps before Yu Siqiao hooked her back.
