Slowly, Su Ye narrowed his eyes.
Before she could react, his arm wrapped around her waist again, pulling her sharply back onto his lap. This time, there was no space at all between them. Her laughter cut off abruptly as she found herself pressed against him, his chest solid and warm beneath her.
"Very funny," he said calmly, though the dangerous glint in his eyes betrayed him. "Do you know what happens to people who bully me?"
Tang Xiyu's face burned the moment she realized just how tightly he was holding her. "Su Ye, let go," she whispered, her voice betraying her far more than she wanted it to.
Instead of releasing her, his grip shifted, getting firmer and possessive as he pulled her fully against him. There was no mistaking it now. The warmth beneath her, the unmistakable tension, the way his body reacted so honestly to her closeness.
Her heart raced as she felt his hardness poking her.
