She immediately wanted to rush over and pinch Qin Fan's neck, but she just moved a little, wearing a dull ache behind her neck, which made her unable to resist a "hiss" and her eyebrows wrinkled slightly.

"Say you don't move."

Qin Fan's voice fell, his palm extended, and Chu Xiao was pulled back to lie down on his leg. The warm palm was sticking behind her neck, gently and slowly rubbing.

Chu was stunned with laughter, and his accumulated irritability was fixed there.

The feeling of silk numbness from the back of her neck made her feel totally out of place and faintly trembling.

For a long time, Chu...