Actually, Xu Shihan, pinned down by Ren Feifan, was even more flustered. Although she had prepared herself mentally, she was still struggling at this moment and even reached out to claw at Ren Feifan's back a few times.
Seeing Xu Shihan wrestling so much, Ren Feifan changed his position, sitting on her and harshly pinning her long legs beneath his.
Xu Shihan, who was scantily clad to begin with, sent a different sort of comfort coursing through Ren Feifan as he trapped her.
"What... what... what are you trying to do?"
Eerily tense at this moment, Xu Shihan was pondering... Surely Ren Feifan wouldn't take advantage of her? She didn't know why, but she was suddenly experiencing some regrets.
Now, with a faintly rosy tint around her eyes, feeling the residual warmth from Ren Feifan's legs, Xu Shihan stared at him as if waiting for the final judgement.