Song Yan's words went unanswered. She lowered her head to glance at him, only to find him lazily resting one hand behind his head, his gaze filled with interest as he watched her.
In such an environment, the scene just...
Song Yan was stunned.
Why was he looking at her like that?
And how on earth was he able to remain so calm and relaxed in this situation?
What followed was a staring contest.
After a long while, he finally hooked his lips into a wicked smile, "Song Yan, do you really enjoy being on top of me that much?"
Song Yan: "..."
She silently tried to turn over and get off, but suddenly her head was forcefully pressed down, and her face was buried in his chest.
Song Yan took in a sharp breath.
Luckily, her face was all-natural.
Gu Chenxiao, that bastard.
He didn't even know how to be gentle with women!
Just as she was about to move, he forcibly pressed her down again, and his husky voice followed, "Don't talk."