Morning, The Heir Chapter 24: Let Me Go

As soon as Lin Xiaomi walked out of the kitchen, she saw Leng Yihuang squatting on the ground bullying Little Nipper by entangling it with the towel and scaring it. She even heard it hoa.r.s.ely scream.

She instantly got p.i.s.sed off and said, "What are you doing?"

Then, she rushed at him with a pillow and hit him on his face with it. "Why did you bully it? ..."

He originally felt gloating, but it never occurred to him that she would use the pillow to hit himself hard, making his wounds in pain.

He was immediately furious and directly stood up. Having held her hand at one stroke, he pulled her toward himself. "Are you mad?!!"

She was caught off her guard and fell into his arms with her chest hitting his tough muscle.

She shouted while gnas.h.i.+ng her teeth with pain, "You're mad and brazen. You're so tall, but you bully our vulnerable groups."

He was really tall. If she tiptoed on her barefoot, she was as tall as his shoulder. Such a distance in height made her disadvantaged, so she had to make her voice tougher by lifting her head to glare at him.

However, he was still steep in the pleasure caused by her soft b.r.e.a.s.t.s. .h.i.tting his chest.

His original anger was immediately replaced by another kind one. He couldn't help fixing his eyes on her plump b.r.e.a.s.t.s. "Who did I bully?"

She focused on how to add momentum into herself, so she didn't notice where he was staring at.

She lifted her head, pinched her waist, and squared her shoulders, making her b.r.e.a.s.t.s, however, get closer to him.

"You didn't admit it, huh? I saw you bully Little Nipper!"

He smiled instead of getting angry. "If I say I didn't do it, will you believe me?"

"No," said she categorically.

Giving her a forced smile, he still held her tender wrist, thus, feeling the soft and smooth skin under his finger-pulp.

"If you don't believe me, you can have a look. Its claws catch the towel, so it did this to itself."

She stared at him up and down with doubt, bowed her head to look at the s.h.i.+vering Little Nipper, and said after a while, "Okay, but I believe you for now. However, give you a heads-up. If I see you bully it, I won't be polite to you."

She glared at him to scare him.

He asked, "Anything else?"

"What else?" asked she with confusion.

Taking a step forward, he looked down at her and said, "I didn't bully it, but you gave me a hard beating. Shouldn't you apologize to me?"

He suddenly approached her and almost had his thin lips kiss her eyebrows. When he spoke, the heat he exhaled fluttered the fine hair on her face, making her itchy.

Her nose was full of the odor of his unique male hormone.

She somehow got her face blushed and subconsciously retreated behind, but since her wrist was still held by him, she couldn't get rid of him.　

"Let me go." Her heart was beating quickly, and her wrist he held was a little hot.

He saw that she got nervous with her earlobes dyed pink.

Suddenly, he found it funny to tease her.

Thus, instead of letting her go, he took a further step with his tough chest hitting her soft b.r.e.a.s.t.s again and said like a real scoundrel, "What if I don't let you go?"