"Snap!"
Before Selena's hand could reach Xu Nuo's shirt, her wrist was suddenly grabbed by his palm.
Xu Nuo was momentarily startled.
He seemed to recall holding Yan Xinxin's hand before—she was the closest any girl had ever gotten to him. But somehow, it had never evoked a feeling so inexplicably alarming as now.
"What's wrong? Let me help you take a look. Sprains, bruises—I can handle all that, you know!"
Selena spoke with utter seriousness, smiling as she withdrew her hand from Xu Nuo's grasp.
"My head's really harder than iron, so I knew I must have hurt you. Otherwise, why would you suddenly start coughing?"
Looking at her earnest and concerned little face, Xu Nuo gently let go of her hand.
"I wasn't coughing because my chest hurt; it was because my throat was itchy."
With that, he coolly turned away.
Selena remained standing in place for a moment, then decided to follow him, trailing him all the way to the entrance of his apartment on the 20th floor.
