Qiao Nian was not angry at being pressed into his arms. She looked up, her exquisite and eye-catching face looking especially ostentatious. "How do you want me to make it up to you?"
Ye Wangchuan looked down at her bright eyes. His thin lips curled up as he leaned against the wall and pressed her against it. He placed his arm against the wall and hooked his neck, extremely seductive. "I want… you."
Stunned, Qiao Nian looked up at him with raised eyebrows. "I'm not 20 yet."
"That's why I regret it." Ye Wangchuan's voice was low and hoarse as he spoke frankly. His breath landed on the girl's neck as he leaned closer to her earlobe. "Nian Nian, I take back what I said before."
"Are you serious?" Qiao Nian looked at him seriously.
Ye Wangchuan smiled and deliberately asked her, "What do you think?"
The girl was not anxious or angry. She tilted her head back slightly and leaned against the wall, then casually said, "Oh, that's fine too. Go for it."
