Lian Xinying was startled!
Instinctively, like a slippery loach, she squatted down and slipped away from his grasp.
It was already winter, and Lian Xinying was dressed in multiple layers. His hands had been on both sides of her waist, and if it had been spring or summer, her waist would have felt as thick as a barrel, with no shape to speak of.
But because she was wearing more clothing now, he hadn't noticed anything particularly amiss with her body.
Yan Ye was just angry that she was avoiding him.
Especially since she was now seeking his help... not taking advantage of this opportunity, when would he have another chance?
"What are you doing?!" Yan Ye gritted his teeth and glared down at her furiously.
She squatted on the ground, motionless, her mind seemingly blank.
"What were you just trying to do? Don't you touch me!"
Her resistance made him seethe even more.
Now that she was at his mercy, she still dared to defy him, truly... out of her depth.
