Qiao Jiusheng could not stand it anymore. Just as she was about to put down the violin and the bow, someone suddenly closed in on her from behind. Fang Yusheng's chest pressed against her back, and Qiao Jiusheng froze. She didn't dare move. Fang Yusheng closed in on her from behind. His right hand held Qiao Jiusheng's right hand while his left hand landed on Qiao Jiusheng's left.
Fortunately, his arms were long enough. If they had been short, he wouldn't have been able to pose in such a romantic position.
"Don't be shy. Continue playing." Although Fang Yusheng had a sharp tongue, his voice was gentle. Now that he had deliberately lowered his voice, it had become even more seductive.
Qiao Jiusheng blushed and followed his movements.
So seductive!
She thought that this guy was much more flirtatious than Fang Mu.