As soon as she finished speaking, her palm was playfully tickled by the man, causing Jiang Ruan to yelp, "Ah!"
Instinctively, she wanted to back away, but Bao Ye wouldn't let her have her way. It was as if he anticipated her thoughts, and he seized her hand directly.
Jiang Ruan pouted pitifully, "Please don't tickle me."
"Afraid of tickles."
The girl's voice was soft, looking at him with hopeful eyes, especially with that face, giving one an inexplicable urge to do something rash.
Bao Ye's attractive Adam's apple rolled uncontrollably as he lowered his head to whisper in her ear, hoarse, "Don't look at me like that."
"Or I wouldn't mind doing you right here, and maybe give you a new experience."
Jiang Ruan tried to speak sensibly with him, but he was already onto something else entirely.
Her cheeks instantly reddened, and she couldn't help but grit her teeth, "Can't you think of something else? No matter what I say, that's where your mind goes."
