His fingers were slightly cold.
An Ran gripped the edge of the washbasin nervously, "No, don't…"
"Don't what?" Chi Cheng bent over, "It's you, little Ranran, who isn't behaving. How should I punish you then?"
His voice was seductive and dangerous.
An Ran felt as if she was trapped in a massive vortex, being gradually pulled into the abyss of sin by a force beyond her control.
Not far away, the sounds of laughter and chatter from the crowd could be heard.
Yet here by the washbasin the scene was quite different.
A strong sense of shame surged through her heart.
There seemed to be the sound of footsteps approaching faintly.
Someone was coming this way!
An Ran's heart skipped a beat, she pushed him frantically, "Please go away…"
Chi Cheng, as calm as ever, lifted her chin, a devilish smile appearing on his face, "What if I say no."
The footsteps grew nearer.
An Ran felt her heartbeat almost leaping out of her throat, her eyes pleaded, "Chi Cheng... someone is coming."
