She was clearly crying, yet she did it so quietly without sobbing.
Muo Huangnian's eyes trembled slightly, a strange feeling arising deep within his heart. He took long strides to her back and suddenly spoke, "What are you doing sitting here?"
Qin Manman was startled, and when she came back to her senses, she almost fell into the fountain, but was then held by the man who bent down to catch her.
He held her from behind, his breath spraying on her face as he bit her delicate earlobe, "Scared?"
Qin Manman frowned and immediately pushed him hard with her hands, "No, let go."
"It's already past bedtime, sitting here alone is like enticing me to come find you," Muo Huangnian's fingers caressed her chin, his low laugh ambiguous, "Now that I'm here, just cooperate a bit and let me hold you. Playing too much of a drama loses its meaning, huh?"
Qin Manman was taken aback, then realized— he thought she was playing hard to get.
