Hidden Secrets in Aunt Guo's Death
Jiang Yexun was startled and quickly pressed her head down. In her displeased gaze, he cleared his throat.
"Behave! We're in public, what if someone sees us?" He pretended to be serious.
However, his hand hanging at his side had already clenched into a fist, even the veins were popping out. He struggled to refrain from pulling the young girl closer.
Su Xiaoxiao felt his breath enveloping her, especially his strong hand gripping her shoulder. Through the thin fabric of their clothes, the warmth of his palm made her body react strangely, like a volcano about to erupt. She could even hear her own heart pounding rapidly.
However, Su Xiaoxiao was also worried about someone passing by and seeing them too intimately, or worse, that Jiang Yexun might notice her unusual reaction. She bit her lower lip and gradually moved her small feet in the direction away from Jiang Yexun.
Jiang Yexun was finding it hard to control himself, so he gazed firmly at something else.