Nan Jiaojiao hadn't steadied herself when she stumbled; Bo Yanching embraced her in his arms and also ended the lingering kiss.
"You should go now."
She urged him repeatedly; if he stayed any longer, she feared she wouldn't be able to control herself.
Bo Yanching's gaze deepened, especially when he saw the red marks on her neck. He swallowed hard and pinched her chin to make her look up, "Little girl, you should know that I am a man."
Nan Jiaojiao was taken aback, "What?"
Bo Yanching tapped the corner of her mouth, "I'll let you off this time, but there won't be a next time."
Nan Jiaojiao raised her eyebrows slightly, pursed her lips, and felt increasingly uneasy.
She stepped out of his embrace and hurriedly walked a few steps to pull the door open.
The cold wind from the corridor poured in, along with the light, and under her skirt, a pair of legs nervously pressed together, not daring to look at him.
"Good night."
