Her Seven Little Bodyguards

His sudden proximity made Vania reverse in fright. At first, the heat from Hanson’s breath as he whispered to her ear was enough to make her body warm. After hearing his shameless words, her cheeks were flushing like crazy.

She pressed her hand tightly against his chest and complained softly, “Do I look like I would?”

Then, she even added another insult in her mind, Pervert.

However, Hanson was not affected by her rejection at all. His lips were curled into a smile from the very start as he looked at the shy Vania, knowing well that he was unable to hold back for much longer. In the end, he settled with leaving a gentle peck on the corner of her mouth. He did not want to scare her away with a full kiss, so the little peck counted as a ‘teaser’ to him.

Then, he looked at her intently. “But you’re the only one I want to practise with.”

The blushing Vania was overwhelmed by his brazenness and called out angrily, “Hanson.”

not only did her voice sound keen, there was also a hint of

My name… Why do

as gentle as that left

with him. With a cold scoff, she ignored him as

expected, a president’s thinking was not

reaffirmed threateningly, “Don’t

became even angrier. All she wanted at this moment was to land a slap

within Vania as she was truly going crazy at this point; she felt that being enraged was the only thing she was capable of now. She could not understand how a figure as resilient as herself

he was satisfied. He stretched out with his hand and rubbed her head to praise her. “Good

hair, he could not bear to take his hand away. She pouted and looked at him blankly, as if he was treating her like a pet. She opened her mouth instinctively, attempting to bite his hand while completely regarding herself as a little cat. But how could she really bite him?