“Hahahaha…” Wen Xinya’s shameful expression pleased Si Yiyan. He burst out laughing, his clear, strange voice sounding like it was played by a zither, with a kind of profound charm.
Si Yiyan rarely laughed so openly. His quaint voice stirred her eardrums as if knocking on the apex of her heart, making Wen Xinya’s heart tremble. She felt more and more content and had the urge to escape.
However, her mind had not been put into action yet and Si Yiyan had seen through her actions. Her body collapsed instantly, pressed under him. He confined her body between his chest and the big bed.
At this point, Wen Xinya was a little guilty and somewhat annoyed, and could not help pushing him. “You… let me go!”
Thinking of the stupid thing she had just done, Wen Xinya felt a little timid and did not know how to face him.
Si Yiyan held her hands firmly above her head. “Baby, you rejected me too many times today. Do you think… I will give you another chance to reject me?”
His tone was very slow but also very heavy, each word was chewed and spat out with fierceness and hardness, giving a dangerous feel.
Wen Xinya’s breathing instantly worsened, and her chest was slightly suffocated. She subconsciously tugged her hands that were trapped above her head, her mouth dry. “You are hurting me!”
She softened her tone, her tender, soft and sweet voice dragging out her words. She showed her weakness and made herself non-threatening.
Si Yichen gently picked up the white-purple striped tie beside the bed, his long and beautiful eyes shining darkly. “Baby, this is what you asked for.”
She asked for it—
On his birthday, she showered him in luxury, white and seductive temptations, arranged a romantic show, planned a surprise birthday program, and gave him such an interesting and suggestive birthday gift.
The purple and white tie in his hand was what she picked out for Si Yiyan in the CC store. When Si Yiyan went out today, she was also like a little wife, going on her toes to tie it for him. She still remembered that when Si Yiyan had this tie on, there was a kind of invaluable, strong atmosphere around him, which impressed her once again.
However, at this time, looking at his sharp, long fingers gently picking the tie, she could not help but panic. “Si Yiyan, I was wrong. I was wrong, alright?”
The rims of her eyes were red, with tears threatening to overflow. Her voice trembled. Her pitiful appearance further aroused his love.
Si Yiyan held her under his body. She was wearing the white dress that she had worn before. When the bright white dress was spread out on the bed, the originally stacked pleats spread out like blossoming flowers on her body.
Her exposed skin complemented the whiteness, crystal clear with a lustrous glow, and the velvet black swan feathers beneath her formed an extremely opposing, strong visual impact.
There was a very white and gorgeous demonic aura!
Extremely dark, extremely mysterious!
He reached out a hand, gently pushing her head up, and removing the crystal-clear, shiny, smooth flower jade pin in her hair.
Suddenly, her silky hair poured down, smooth to the touch, like satin. It spread out on the bright velvet black swan feather bed sheet, almost blending with the color of the sheets.
A hot kiss fell on her lips, her neck, her chest—
His slightly rough palm moved over her body—
“When a girl is about to cry, that is her prettiest moment.” Si Yiyan watched her teary expression, her eyes were thin and delicate, her cheeks were beautiful, rendering him speechless.
“You’re bad, you’re bad, you’re bad…” Wen Xinya howled while crying.
But she did know how faint and charming her voice sounded. Such a delicate and pitiful sound only made him want to bully her more!
