"Take one step at a time, and if you really don't obey, when it comes to that point, let's see which of us will act faster."
Duan Jingwen's eyes flashed with a strange gleam as he gently caressed Yuanya's collarbone, as if whispering sweet nothings.
With eyes brimming with affection, he once again made Yuanya's stomach churn, and this time her reaction was more violent; she turned her head to the side and began to retch violently…
Duan Jingwen's expression turned terribly cold, "Does getting close to me really make you that uncomfortable? Why can Lan Xiu!"
Yuanya furrowed her brows in distress, gasping slightly for breath and feeling weak, yet a fleeting spark of light flashed in the depths of her eyes.
She knew her body best.
Before she could calculate the dates carefully, Duan Jingwen's large hand clamped onto Yuanya's arm again.
"Don't touch me!"
