little grandpa, be nice

Chapter 27
Except for that night, it was the first time I had such close contact with a boy, and I could still feel his slightly undulating chest.

I'm going to die, I'm going to die, what should I do?

Although she likes handsome guys, she doesn't refuse all comers.

She didn't fully know him yet, but she showed such an intimate behavior, and it was fine to be seen.

"Let me go." She grabbed his arm with both hands, trying to push her away.

Suddenly, he hissed, motioning her to silence.

Yan Weichu was puzzled, frowned, and was about to increase his strength when he suddenly heard footsteps.

"What about people?"

"did not see it."

"Look there."

"Yes."

The voice was fierce, as if looking for someone.

Seeing his actions like this again, Yan Weichu immediately understood.

Are these people looking for him?
Why are you looking for him?
Yan Weichu didn't dare to make a sound, if it was because she caused him to be discovered, she would become a public enemy of the whole people.

Seeing how popular he is in the fighting arena, she knew he was admired by girls.

Yan Weichu became more and more curious about what he looked like under this mask.

Secretly, secretly reached out, grabbed the fingers on his arm, carefully let go, and grabbed the mask on his face instead.

The black mask adds mystery, especially his eyes, the more she looks like a person.

She had to see what the cheeks under the mask looked like.

Yan Weichu was immersed in revealing the secret, completely unaware that someone had already realized it.

So when her hand was about to grab his mask, someone grabbed her wrist suddenly.

Her dark eyes were as dark as a deep pool, locking her actions.

The voice was cold and sharp: "What are you going to do?"

There was a sudden pain in her wrist before she realized that she was caught on the spot.

Damn, Yan Weichu felt a pity.

She moved the corners of her lips, and raised her head with a smile: "I'm just curious about your face."

"It's ugly." He didn't even think about answering.

"But I don't think you're ugly." Yan Weichu could feel that this face was not ugly, and he could associate it with just the breath and figure.

But she still wanted to see his cheek.

"Really?" He approached slowly, approaching her lips.

The scorching breath spread.

She shrank her neck, swallowed hard, and dared not move.

The place on the chest began to thump and thump, almost jumping out of the chest.

There has never been such a heartbeat...

He looked at her cheeks and saw that her little face was slowly turning red, and her eyes were blinking, as if there was a hint of embarrassment.

He leaned down even more, his lips almost touching her red lips.

She bit her lower lip all of a sudden, and leaned back suddenly, but there was a wall behind her, and she couldn't move back at all.

"Afraid of me?" His voice became evil, and the corners of his lips curled into a curve that seemed to be there.

Yan Weichu couldn't tell whether it was fear or what, anyway, she didn't want to be passive, so she bit her lip and mustered up her courage: "Who is afraid of you, besides, why should I..."

She raised her head suddenly, only to realize that he was very close, because she mustered up the courage to refute, completely forgetting that his lips were already close to hers.

So with a slight gesture of raising her head, her lips touched his lips.

"Why should I be afraid of you..." She had swallowed the remaining words before she could finish her sentence.

When she touched his lips, her eyes widened suddenly, her mind went blank and she couldn't think.

(End of this chapter)