Chapter 98: He wanted to burn her breakfast
Because Shentu Jing had just come out of the pool, he was still wet. The wetness from his clothes soaked through Qin Zhuzhu’s clothes from behind. She felt the coldness and dampness touching her back, like a breeze coupled with the sea washing over her.
"Shentu Jing, you’re making my clothes wet," she struggled in his arms, but it was no use.
"You deserve it for playing tricks on me," he muttered, hot puffs of air steaming on her ears and cheeks, making her ears turn red.
So she stopped and looked over her shoulder, trying to catch a glimpse of his expression.
Shentu Jing held his Little Pearl tightly in his arms. If he said he didn’t miss her, then he was lying to himself.
"Shentu Jing, let go, or—"
"Or you’ll what?" he asked her, amused.
"Or I’ll scream and hit you."
"Go ahead, if that will make you feel better."
Make her feel better? Qin Zhuzhu thought about it. He knew that she was mad at him.
"If you really want me to feel better, then let me go," she demanded, more stern this time.