"Qin Yi, what kind of game are you playing?"
With all her exits blocked by him, Su Pan'er stopped pushing him away, her words trembling as she asked.
She was afraid of his unpredictable behaviors, her tender soft hands resting nervously on Qin Yi's broad shoulders, anxiously awaiting his next move.
She could only guess what sort of torment he might subject her to next.
"What do you think?"
Qin Yi seemed to be leisurely enjoying her unease, not in a hurry to satisfy his hunger, and keeping her in suspense.
Su Pan'er's anxiety made her face screw up. When she looked up, she could see the proud plum blossoms outside the window.!
In such a place, behind this desk, if anyone were to pass by the corridor outside and look up...
The thought made Su Pan'er tighten her grip on her silkworm silk quilt.
Fearing that any slight carelessness might lead to the quilt slipping off.
