"Well, it's like this, I was so busy because the Nanli thing happened so suddenly... um..."

Nan Zhi stared wide-eyed at the face that suddenly leaned in and the hand that was placed on the back of her head. It was very strong and caught Nan Zhi off guard. Shen Xingmian was very angry, Nan Zhi thought to herself.

"Ouch...it hurts."

Nanzhi was bitten, and the man had already left her. His eyes were no longer as calm as before, and Nanzhi caught a fleeting glimpse of malice and relaxation in them.

A slight smile played on his lips. "Punishment."

Nanzhi: "..."

How can I use foul language?

"Miss, hold back, you're a model citizen."

Nan Zhi chuckled, covered her bitten lip with her hand, squinted at Shen Xingmian, and then spoke without any backbone:

"I was wrong, now you should be calm down, right?"

Shen Xingmian turned around, walked to the bedside, and sat down. His tall figure sitting on Nanzhi's single bed instantly made it seem very crowded.

Nan Zhi took a few steps closer to him, but when she was only a meter or so away, the man reached out and pulled her into his arms.

Nan Zhi sat on Shen Xingmian's lap, too afraid to move, as her lips still hurt.

The man seemed pleased with her understanding, pressing his face against hers, the familiar fragrance enveloping Nanzhi completely.

"Do you dare to do it again?"

Nan Zhi shook her head obediently, "I wouldn't dare to do it again. This was definitely an accident. I was just too busy and anxious. If something like this happens again, I will definitely ask you for help immediately."