The man's thin lips got closer to hers, and with deep affection in his peach blossom eyes, he asked hoarsely, "Is it okay?"
His breath spread warmth, familiar and scorching hot.
The teasing feeling, yet leaning in to ask, is it okay?
His low, hoarse voice seeped through her earbuds, all the way into her heart.
With Song Yi not responding, Tang Si's face rubbed gently against her cheek, forcing the distance between them even closer, asking lowly, "Is it okay? Hmm?"
Her cheeks were completely red and burning.
Her heart was racing, feeling a bit weak all over.
She was too familiar with Tang Si, and he was too provocative.
She slightly leaned back, "No, it's not."
Tang Si lowered his gaze, looking at her straddling him, his voice still deeply hoarse, "Then why are you seducing me?"
"What's the reason for sitting on me?"
"I..." Song Yi intended to say something but then realized her current situation made it hard to refuse outright.
