Ugh, he felt so uncomfortable holding her like that.

At the crucial moment, she suddenly lost her strength and couldn't push him away; she just wanted to lean into his arms.

So annoying.

Qiao Nansheng frowned, clearly resisting him, yet wanting him to hold her tighter.

What the heck is this?!

[Qiao Qiao remained calm; as the female lead, this was perfectly normal when facing the male lead.]

Qiao Nansheng in (male god) is particularly sensitive. No matter which part of her body Zhou Cheng touches, she becomes as soft as if she has no bones.

—God is back to normal, I feel like I'm not myself anymore!

She really didn't want to be so close to him, and Zhou Cheng didn't use much force, but it felt like there was an invisible hand pushing her into his arms.

Damn it.

Is this the special ability of the female lead?

Qiao Nansheng looked miserable; she didn't want it at all.

"I just want a hug, nothing else." The man's deep, magnetic voice rang in her ears, like a little snake that darted into them in an instant.

Qiao Nansheng's heart softened instantly.

She bit her lip, desperately trying to suppress her trembling, and whispered, "So you said you wouldn't do anything, just hug me?"

After a long silence, a soft "hmm" was finally heard.

Qiao Nansheng thought he wouldn't lie, so she felt relieved and closed her eyes to fall asleep.

Just as she was about to fall asleep, she was suddenly turned over and her chin was lifted up.

He lowered his head and kissed her fiercely.

Qiao Nansheng was instantly wide awake!

She stared wide-eyed at the man so close to her, her eyes wide with disbelief.

He closed his eyes, his long eyelashes trembling slightly, and kissed her fiercely and passionately.

Quickly regaining her senses, Qiao Nansheng reached out to push him away, but his hands were grabbed and raised above her head, rendering her unable to move.

Her face turned bright red, she couldn't breathe, and she opened her mouth to bite his tongue as he tried to slip inside.

Zhou Cheng let out a muffled groan and released her in pain.

Qiao Nansheng scrambled off the bed, only to find the blanket tangled around her, causing her to trip and fall to the ground.

She whimpered in pain.

grass.

It hurts so much!

Zhou Cheng turned on the bedside lamp and immediately saw the person on the floor.

He got out of bed and came over to pull her, but Qiao Nansheng retreated abruptly as if she had seen a ghost.

"You, you, you, you stay away from me! Get away from me!"

Her face was filled with terror, and she covered her mouth with her hand, still feeling his breath on her.

Zhou Cheng didn't stop; he walked up to her in a few steps and reached out his hand.

"stand up."

"I can do it myself!" she reacted violently, slapping his hand away and then pulling it back, rubbing it vigorously on her clothes as if Zhou Cheng were some kind of terrifying virus.

The man frowned. "I just kissed you. Is it really necessary to react like this?"

Qiao Nansheng: "You only kissed me once? You clearly..." He still wanted to French kiss me!

If she hadn't cleverly bit his tongue, the two of them might have already gotten into a passionate affair.

Zhou Cheng stared at her, his expression slightly grim.

"Get up." He reached out to pull her up again.

“No.” She took a few steps back. “If you stay away from me, I can get up by myself.”

I don't want him to pull me.

"If you don't listen, believe me, I'll do what I want to you right now?" he threatened her, taking a step forward and squatting down, his dark, brooding eyes staring straight at her face. "You know I always keep my word."

Qiao Nansheng knew, of course, that Zhou Cheng's character traits remained unchanged, whether he was a "domineering CEO" or a "male god".

She gritted her teeth, worried that he would launch another surprise attack like before. She reached out her hand and let him pull her up, then quickly shook off his hand and ran to the side.