1798 How Are You Any Different From A Hooligan

Hexin pouted and did not want to admit it. "That's not it. I was thinking of how I've already infected you with my cold. You'll get sick pretty soon and you will suffer. Why should I hurt my hand? My hand will hurt if I hit you."

Long Yin raised an eyebrow and laughed softly. "I see. How are you so sure that I've caught your cold?"

Hexin blurted, "We just…" At this point, she stopped herself. "Anyway, I'm sure you're already infected."

"In order for me to be absolutely infected, why not…" Long Yin's voice was husky and it was clear what he planned to do next as he lowered his head slightly.

Hexin fearfully covered her mouth when she realized his intentions. She said in a muffled voice, "You're supposed to be the noble crown prince. How are you any different from a hooligan to be taking advantage of a lady like this?"