C508 I Feel Sick

As Han Xue spoke to me, she stretched out one of her hands and curled it into a fist. The dress furiously pounded on my chest.

The way Han Xue furiously pounded on my chest didn't make me feel that there was anything wrong with it. On the contrary, I felt that the way she pounded my chest was as if she was flirting with me.

"I feel uncomfortable …" I stared straight into Han Xue's eyes