Bo Siyan was infuriated into laughter, "How wishful you are!"
"Then what do you want? Shoot me right here and now? Come on, do it!" Ning Xia defied him, her head held high.
"Shoot you?" Bo Siyan slowly repeated her words with his thin lips. His eyes gleamed with a lethal intent, "That actually sounds like a good idea."
Whoops...
Ning Xia's feet slipped, and she almost fell off the couch.
She was just trying to act tough, bro, don't take it seriously!
Suddenly, Bo Siyan stepped forward and yanked Ning Xia off the couch, pulling her in front of him. His slender fingers brushed her delicate neck ever so slightly, and in a chilling voice, he said, "But that would be letting you off too easily!"
"Yes, yes, yes, I also think that'd be letting me off too easy!" Ning Xia nodded hastily.
"..."
"I think you should keep me alive, make it so I can't live or die, torment me properly, just not let me die. That would be truly satisfying!"
"..."
