"Kiss me and I'll let you go."
His uniquely crisp breath sprayed on her ear, her ears naturally sensitive—just at that, they immediately blushed.
"Yanyan?"
He called out once, his handsome face looming in front of her eyes, his narrow phoenix eyes intently staring at her.
It seemed as if starlight swirled in his deep eyes, and upon closer look, one could find them full of her flustered reflection.
"Yanyan, huh?" He called again.
Leng Yu Yan felt a thunderous sound by her ear, his voice sonorous and pleasing, carrying an inexplicable tenderness that easily made her limbs go limp as if she was losing her strength.
Yet at the moment, she was sitting on his lap, and even though she clearly understood that he was no good, she dared not get too close to him and desperately clung to the edge of the tub, hoping to keep her body further from him.
Even though she knew it was futile, her hands still dared not relax.
"Will you let me go if I kiss you, and will you keep your word?"
