Jingzhou wouldn't just let her go.
His voice was enticing, "Give it a try."
Qiao Zhiyi clung tightly to his shoulders, refusing to sit up, "I don't want to."
"Be good."
"..."
Qiao Zhiyi buried her face in his chest, still struggling, "I don't..."
"I can't see your face anyway."
Qiao Zhiyi absolutely refused.
Suddenly, Jingzhou turned her over and then turned on the light.
The glaring light made Qiao Zhiyi quickly close her eyes.
Jingzhou looked at her face, now flushed red, like a delicate flower blossoming enticingly in the winter.
His hand slowly moved to her neckline, unbuttoning her pajamas with one hand. Her pale, tender skin flashed before his eyes like the protein of a freshly peeled egg, emitting an enticing scent, giving a very strong visual impact.
Qiao Zhiyi swallowed nervously. She slowly opened her eyes and saw the desire in Jingzhou's eyes.
She bit her lip, "Turn off the light."
"No," he replied.
"..." Qiao Zhiyi was shocked, "What do you want to do?"