"You brought this on yourself!" Wesley suddenly grips Xiao Qiao's waist, flipping her over and pinning her down on the bed with astounding force.
Damn, my waist!!!!
Due to an awkward sleeping posture overnight, Xiao Qiao's waist and legs had already been protesting. Wesley's rough handling caused her stiff bones to make a cracking sound as they failed to move flexibly.
Xiao Qiao is tough; with her target right in front of her, there's no reason to give up just over a bit of pain. She stubbornly refrains from crying out, "Beauty, don't be in such a rush, it's the first time, have you checked out your little yellow book?"
Wesley is too lazy to argue with her, so he directly captures her incessantly talking lips.
