"Hmm..."
All her protests were stifled, as the man pinned her down firmly; she raised her hand to push him away but found her wrists being grasped and pinned to either side of her face.
Bo Siyan released her, yet his forehead continued to rest against hers, occasionally brushing against her lips, which had turned a kiss-swelled red.
Ning Xia finally came to her senses from the dizzy spell, glaring at Bo Siyan with an intensity that lacked any real force, and instead, her eyes, tinged with a soft light, appeared more like a gentle reprimand.
Bo Siyan chuckled softly, his already hoarse voice growing deeper, "Don't look at me like that."
"What? Do you also realize you did something wrong?" Ning Xia poked at his chest with her slender fingers, her cheeks puffing up.
They were in an informal relationship after all, how could he be so brazen to kiss her!
