Song Qinghuan chuckled happily, so ecstatic that she subconsciously embraced Shi Yuhuan, "Thank you!"
Shi Yuhuan hooked his thin lips, and responded semi-smilingly, "Very well, from now on, whenever I ask, you have to go along with me!"
"Huh?!" Song Qinghuan looked at him, puzzled.
Shi Yuhuan, emanating a potent masculine aura, swooped down on her, pressing her against the wall and stealing a kiss!
Song Qinghuan subconsciously lifted her fingers to his lips, "Shi Yuhuan…"
"Want to back out?" Shi Yuhuan decidedly pinned her petite body to the wall.
He supported the back of her head with his large palm to prevent her from hitting the wall.
His lips pressed against hers, provocatively saying, "It's always been you enticing me. I've never forced you. If you're unwilling, just say it, and I won't insist."
Song Qinghuan blushed, embarrassed.
How could a man be like this – he wanted her, frequently pressured her, then blamed her for seducing him? It was beyond belief.
