"Little hedgehog, remember to look after your quills; don't let me pluck them so easily." Rong Che’s seductive voice resonated in her ears. As he spoke, An Ruoxue clearly felt waves of heat invading her ear canal.
It was hot, tingling, and numb—like a mischievous electrical current wandering through her ears. It was an uncomfortable sensation, and An Ruoxue tried to pull away, only to find herself trapped in her chair, unable to move.
She was so nervous that her body had practically stiffened.
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