Wang Zixuan snorted coldly: "Of course it's not to chat with you. Does my master need something from you?"
Lin Chen chuckled, "You can guess or not, but of course, she wants me to stay away from you."
"So, that's it. Lin Chen, we'd better keep our distance. You don't know my master's temper; once she's set on something, not even eight oxen can pull her back," Wang Zixuan said worriedly.
"Are you afraid she might be rude to me? Sorry, but when I set my mind on something, similarly not even eight oxen can pull me back," Lin Chen laughed.
"You rascal." Wang Zixuan punched Lin Chen hard.
Lin Chen looked at Wang Zixuan teasingly: "It would be such a pity not to cherish such a perfect moment. Why don't we..."
"Why don't we what? You big pervert," Wang Zixuan retorted angrily.
Lin Chen smiled faintly: "Since you've already labeled me as a big pervert, then naturally, I shall not hold back."
Saying this, Lin Chen embraced Wang Zixuan in his arms.
"No, not here..."
