The two bodies were pressed closely together, and as she fidgeted in his arms, Bo Siyan's breathing grew increasingly erratic line by line, his arms tightened around her, and his voice carried a warning as he spoke, "Ning Xia, stop moving, or you'll bear the consequences!"
Ning Xia was frightened into stillness, not daring to move an inch, yet she couldn't help but curse, "Pervert!"
Hmm... From a pervert to a stinky pervert.
Bo Siyan was not the least bit offended by the name-calling, instead, he seemed to enjoy it. His large palm caressed her waist, his voice lazy, "You came to me on your own, you were the one who kissed me first. If anyone is a pervert, it was you who played the trick first."
On that point, Ning Xia truly had no response.
She should not have worried about whether Bo Siyan could sleep well. With his level of cunning, even if he were left alone in the desert, he probably could still eat well, drink well, and sleep well, right?
