Ruan Ning felt a surge of anger, but the young man was pressing her down.
She hadn’t expected a boy of sixteen or seventeen to be so heavy, crushing her so she could barely breathe. She pushed him angrily, shouting, “Get off!”
“Don’t move!” he said, looking worried. “If you move, we’ll fall.”
Ruan Ning then realized they were tangled together at the cliff’s edge, with his legs hanging over. One wrong move and they would fall.
She dared not move anymore. If he fell, it would be fine, but if he dragged her down with him, she’d be in trouble.
“Let’s move slowly,” he proposed.
“Get off me first,” Ruan Ning turned her face away, uncomfortable with his scent.
“I can’t stand up. Half my leg is hanging outside,” he said, a shallow dimple forming on his cheek. “Either you flip over and pin me down so you can stand up, or we slowly move together while holding each other.”
Ruan Ning’s face turned red. While she could stand up, the proper method would be to climb over him. Because of her significantly older real age, she had never seen him as a man. But pressed so closely, it was clear he was a man, despite his youth.
She didn’t want to climb over a strange man.
“Cooperate a bit, and we’ll move slowly,” Ruan Ning said.
“Okay,” the young man laughed, showcasing his sharp, white tiger teeth.
Ruan Ning supported herself and slowly moved upward. The young man lay on her, seemingly making no effort, enjoying her struggle as if he found it amusing.
Ruan Ning shouted, “Hey, don’t you have hands and feet? Can’t you help?”
The young man replied with an “Oh” and wrapped an arm around her shoulder to pull her up.
“Let go, let go!” Ruan Ning was furious.
“Aren’t you asking me to help?” he looked innocent.
“Not like this!” she insisted. “Put your hands on the ground and move yourself!”
“Oh,” he finally complied, placing his hands on either side and moving up bit by bit. However, his chest remained pressed against her, making her uncomfortable.
This brat must be doing this on purpose! Ruan Ning thought.
