"I want you..."
Rong Heng gently pulled Gu Lan into his embrace, lowered his chin slightly, resting it on her shoulder. What he said made her forget to push him away, leaving her stunned.
"... to give me some candy."
His hand slid into the pocket on the side of Gu Lan's pants.
The reason there was a pocket was that Gu Lan had Zijin sew it onto her clothes, making it convenient to carry small things.
Rong Heng's fingers touched the silk fabric. He felt nothing physically, but recalled some secret descriptions from Yan Qing's book, his throat tightened slightly.
He took out two sweet, round little candy beans from the paper package in her pocket and quickly withdrew his hand.
Gu Lan subconsciously let out a sigh of relief.
Why was her heart beating so fast? It was really frightening.
No, what did she have to be afraid of? Brother Hang wouldn't kill her.
