Qin Yin tried to pull away, to evade his lips, yet his hand wrapped around her body and held her head from behind, leaving her no way to escape.
Indeed, how could she escape? If she could, he wouldn't be Nan Sichen.
As their breaths grew uneven, Nan Sichen released her.
Qin Yin quickly retreated, snapping in anger, "Nan Sichen, you're not keeping your word."
He replied, his voice slightly hoarse, "You were the one to initiate. I'm just not used to women being forward."
Qin Yin: "..."
The two sat in silence and Nan Sichen reached out once more and pulled Qin Yin back into his arms.
Qin Yin tried to compromise by saying, "How about, we start getting used to it from tomorrow?"
"No." Nan Sichen held her even tighter, "We start today."
Unable to resist, Qin Yin stiffened within his embrace, her ears against his chest.
