Shi Jiayin slowly lowered her head.
But the next second, her wrist was suddenly grabbed, and the whole world spun around her. She fell onto the bed, while Bo Siyan hovered over her.
She was momentarily stunned, only to hear the man's deep, ambiguous voice, "Did you miss me?"
Those deep, enchanting eyes kept a fixed gaze on her, and his supremely appealing voice made Shi Jiayin's body shudder subtly. She nodded hastily.
Bo Siyan's lips curved upward, his slender fingers lifted her chin, his handsome face gradually nearing hers until there was only a thin sliver of distance left. His thin lips parted gently, enunciating each word, "You're not worthy!"
From heaven to hell, all in just a few seconds.
Shi Jiayin hadn't even reacted yet when Bo Siyan, filled with disgust, stood up from the bed. He looked down at her from a height, the chill in his voice sending a shiver down her spine, "Did you think I would fall for the same trick twice?"
