Feng Qing said shyly, "I'm not shy."
Xie Jiuhan acknowledged and said, "Why are you blushing if you're not shy?"
Feng Qing quibbled, "I'm embarrassed for you."
Xie Jiuhan revealed a naughty smile. "You're embarrassed for me? Your fans praised me for having nimble fingers, so you're embarrassed? Or… did my fingers remind you of something, so you feel shy?"
Feng Qing : "…"
Feng Qing could no longer control her expression after seeing the man raise his naughty fingers. She instantly turned as red as a ripe apple. Her face was flushed red and she looked like a frightened rabbit.
Unable to stand the man's naughty expression anymore, Feng Qing ran to the coffee table with a plate of pears. Her intelligence told her to stay away from this dangerous man, or else she, the little rabbit, would be eaten at any moment.
