After Su Qianxun got next to Long Sijue, he immediately placed his large arm around her waist before she even managed to utter a single word to him. The next moment, she was already sitting on Long Sijue's lap.
Su Qianxun's held her breath. She pushed his arm away, trying to stand up and leave.
"Don't move." Long Sijue held her in his arms and began to play mahjong, as though it was very natural for him to hold her like that.
Su Qianxun stopped moving when she remembered the reason she went there. But she felt awful sitting on his lap. It was like sitting on pins and needles.
She did not even dare to breathe loudly. She lowered her head, bit her lips, and dared not look around. It was her first time being so intimate with a man. In the past, even Xia Chuxi had never held her like that.
