Mi Lu's expression changed slightly, and at the same time, Shen Haoxuan, who was treating her wound, also had a slight change in expression.
The two of them suddenly stopped what they were doing, turned around to look at Mi Lu, and Shen Haoxuan said, "Mi Mi, you're playing with fire!"
Nesting her head into the sofa, Mi Lu decided to play dead.
As if explaining for himself, Shen Haoxuan cleared his throat and said in a rare serious tone, "This is a normal male physiological reaction. Next time, take it easy. I'm not a saint, and I can't guarantee I'll hold back every time."
As soon as Shen Haoxuan finished speaking, Mi Lu's face turned even redder.
With her head buried in the sofa, Mi Lu said, "Just pretend I'm air!"
"I don't date air!"
"Let's not talk about this for now. I'm so embarrassed I could just bash my head with tofu!"
"Bashing your head is a waste. Why not sleep with me first!"
Seeing Mi Lu stay silent, Shen Haoxuan added teasingly.
