"Come over here yourself, or I'll drag you over, your choice."
"..."
Being with this kind of demon, did she even have a choice?
Tong Ran rolled her eyes. Actually, she knew she couldn't escape, and although reluctant, she still moved her body closer.
Her movements were very slow, and several minutes passed while she was still shuffling in place. She thought to herself if she could just drag out the time a bit longer, maybe Mo Nanjue would fall asleep leaning there... could she then avoid settling accounts?
Obviously, that was impossible.
Because the next second, before she could even confirm this thought, Mo Nanjue had already seen through her. The man's stretched-out legs bent to hook hers, and with a stumble, Tong Ran pitched forward—
"Ahem... ahem, ahem..."
She choked on a few mouthfuls of water, her hands frantically grabbed at something to prop herself up. When she looked up, what met her gaze was a handsome face wearing a smile, "Where are you reaching out to?"
