A look of astonishment flashed across Bo Jingyan's eyes, a powerful impulse surged in his heart, and he was on the verge of losing control.
He seized her shoulders and forcefully pushed her onto the sofa, his dark eyes thrumming with intense desire. Yet he was restraining himself, his voice hoarse, suppressed, and intense, "Xia Qingtian, stop playing with fire."
He was a normal man, and it was hard not to respond to her provocations.
Xia Qingtian, in a daze, could not understand what he was saying. She just kept trying to grope for him, desperately seeking something to lean on.
"..."
Bo Jingyan caught her flailing hands, he sighed in resignation and decided not to argue with someone intoxicated.
Xia Qingtian caused a bit of a disturbance, her body getting hot again and starting to unconsciously undress.
Seeing that she was reaching her limit, Bo Jingyan quickly took her to the bathroom.