I wanted to move forward a bit, but as soon as my body shifted slightly, I could feel I had brushed against his sensitive area.
Wen Nuan stood there, not daring to move, her face turning increasingly red.
She glanced around, thankful for the crowded bus, where no one was looking their way, or she'd die of embarrassment.
She suppressed her voice and whispered, "Move back a little."
Qin Shaojin leaned in close to Wen Nuan's ear and said, "I don't let other men come within half a meter of you."
As soon as he finished talking, he stood straight there.
From a distance, Wen Nuan seemed to be completely enveloped in his embrace.
Qin Shaojin squinted his alluring eyes and looked down at Wen Nuan, suddenly appreciating the perks of taking the bus.
Wen Nuan found it hard to speak, so she stayed quiet, obediently standing there.
Qin Shaojin murmured, "Lean on me, you can read your novel."
Wen Nuan responded with an "Oh," opened her reader, and absentmindedly looked at it.
