Baili Xia only felt a sudden pressure around her waist, and the next thing she knew, he lifted her onto his lap.
She tried to move back, afraid of pressing on his private part.
But with one push from his long arm on her lower back, she found herself forced to lean over, sprawling across his body.
"Uncle..."
"Has he ever held you like this?"
His voice was low, deep with an undertone she couldn't understand.
It sounded angry, yet helpless, like a pent-up frustration that couldn't be released.
Baili Xia was initially puzzled, but quickly understood what he was asking.
He acted indifferent earlier, but it turned out he was angry all along.
She put her hand on his chest, trying to push him away and leave some distance between them.
But then he abruptly pushed her waist forward with his large palm.
She found herself sprawled across his torso, unable to resist.
"He has never." Baili Xia bit her lip and grumbled.
