Zhou Mingchen suddenly felt that her indignant yet fearful demeanor, having to resort to seemingly ferocious but actually harmless words to describe herself, was extremely adorable. In a moment of impulse, he stepped forward and pinched her cheek.
Xia Lu's face was a picture of shock, utterly unprepared for his sudden action.
"What are you doing?" Her words were somewhat indistinct due to her cheek being pinched.
Even cuter now.
For a moment, Zhou Mingchen was also stunned, not sure what he was doing. Coming back to his senses, he immediately let go.
"Ow... that was hard," Xia Lu rubbed her face, grumbling unhappily, "like a lunatic."
"Who are you calling?"
