Su Ye stopped, breathing hard, his forehead still pressed against mine. For a moment, I thought he'd finally regained control. Then his lips curved into that infuriating smirk.
"On the door, huh?" he murmured, his voice low and rough. "I didn't know you had such adventurous tastes, Tang Xiyu."
Heat exploded across my face. "I—what?! I said not on the door!"
"Mmm." His thumb traced lazy circles on my waist. "But you thought about it long enough to mention it. Kinky girl."
Kinky? Me
My jaw dropped. Even now, even in a moment like this, he couldn't stop teasing me. "You know what?" I shoved at his chest, slipping out from between him and the door. "You stand here and make your jokes while I'll go and—"
I didn't get to finish.
His arm locked around my waist from behind, and suddenly, my feet left the ground. I gasped as he lifted me effortlessly, carrying me into the living room with quick, determined steps.
"Su Ye! Put me—"
