"You, let me go." She struggled for a moment, the more she struggled, the tighter his arm encircled her. Not only that, in the mirror, he gradually tilted his head, his lips trailing along her neck like a swimming fish.
Xue Feifei tried to turn around and pushed him away with her hand, but she saw Yu Sixing's hands clinging to her waist, lifting her up and sitting her on the vanity. He slowly leaned in, pecking gently at her cheek and near her ear.
She was a bit flustered, even more so because her body hadn't recovered its strength yet, and what little there was, he seemed to draw away, making resistance futile.
Fortunately, his phone rang from the living room just then, and Xue Feifei quickly said, "Your phone is ringing!"
Yu Sixing murmured a "Hmm" in his throat, ignoring the phone and continuing to draw closer. Xue Feifei pushed again, but he was unmovable.
"I have things to do this afternoon."
"No worries, I just checked the time, it's only eleven."