The man deliberately paused, causing Ning Xia's breath to halt as well. Then he slowly added, "Just wanted to put some medicine on you."
"...."
The man flipped over to hover above her, his long finger tapping her reddened nose tip as he chuckled, "You little minx!"
Wow, uncle can bear it, but auntie can't!
Ning Xia's eyes widened, then she grabbed his shoulders, pushed him over, agilely flipped herself on top of him, and then clenched her fists, "Prepare to die, Bo Siyan!"
Bo Siyan assumed a posture that seemed to allow her to do as she pleased.
Damn.
What happened to the abstinent male god we agreed on?
It suddenly dawned on Ning Xia that in the evening, when he was pinned against the tree kissing her, his kissing skills were off the charts, and then there was yesterday... his movements were so smooth, not to mention the variety of positions...
She hadn't had the time to settle the score with him before. Now that she thought about it, her anger flared up.