A little lower…
His gaze was like a flame, making Cui Lingyao's cheeks burn.
Her knuckles trembled as her fingers slowly crept downward.
Her soft fingertips ambled across his waist and abdomen.
It was as if she were teasing him on purpose, pausing every now and then…
…her fingers trembling lightly against his firm abdomen.
Xie Jinbai held back as long as he could, trying to coax her to hurry.
It was no use.
'She must be doing this on purpose.'
'She is *definitely* doing this on purpose!'
The surging desire finally broke past its tipping point. Xie Jinbai's jaw clenched. He grabbed the waist of the girl on top of him, shot up into a sitting position, and ground out his words.
"You asked for this!"
If she kept dawdling, he was going to make a fool of himself.
Cui Lingyao froze. Before she could say a word, the world spun, and she found herself pinned beneath him.
Her skirt was bunched up, her knees held fast.
