"You're such a contradictory woman!" Ruan Tianling bit her neck, and Jian Yufei couldn't help but shift on him.
"Are you a dog?" She dodged his teasing.
"And how am I being contradictory?"
Had she said anything to mislead him?
Ruan Tianling held her tightly, a wicked smile on his lips: "You sat on me voluntarily, isn't that some sort of hint?"
Jian Yufei chuckled: "That wasn't my intention!"
"If it wasn't your intention, why are you sitting on me?"
"You took my chair. Where else would I sit if not on you?"
"Hmm, that's a good excuse."
"It's not an excuse..."
"But I've already taken it as one."
Ruan Tianling swiftly slid back with her in his arms—
The chair had wheels, and with a glide, it hit the wall behind.
He turned Jian Yufei around, slipping his legs between hers, making her straddle him.
Jian Yufei's gaze met his burning eyes—
"What are you trying to do?"
Ruan Tianling lifted her skirt: "What do you think? Since you're hinting, I should reciprocate, no?"
