"Sorry, miss. I got too worked up just now."
"I know. Schwarz only acted that way because she was worried about me."
Ceylon gently comforted Schwarz. After hesitating, she added, "But don't hug me that hard in the future. I couldn't breathe. It was so stuffy and uncomfortable."
She had never been hugged like that before, so she hadn't known. Only after experiencing it just now did she understand that someone with a large chest really could smother someone to death with it.
Ceylon felt that she wasn't afraid of death, but if she had to die from being smothered by someone's chest, then please spare her!
If people found out about such a bizarre death, it would probably end up in the newspapers, wouldn't it?
Chen An gave that a like. He also thought being smothered to death by someone's chest was way too funny.
Then he decided it didn't matter, because he would be fine even without breathing. Something as absurd as a chest-murder case could never happen to him.
Only after comforting the self-reproachful Schwarz for quite a while did Ceylon look at Chen An, her eyes filled with a strange emotion.
The stare made Chen An's skin crawl. He crossed his arms defensively and turned sideways. "Why are you looking at me like that? I'm not some easy guy. If you dare lay a hand on me, I'll molest Schwarz, got it?"
"!!!"
The strange emotion filling her heart instantly turned into embarrassed indignation. Ceylon stomped her foot, her face red as she shouted, "What are you even thinking?! Who wants to lay a hand on you? And why would you molest Schwarz if I laid a hand on you? That logic is way too weird!"
That made sense, so Chen An changed his wording. "Then