"Since you know you were wrong, I won't spank your little bottom, but... though you may escape death, you can't escape punishment!" The man's expression was too mysterious, and Qian Sisi, while anxious, was led on by his magnetic voice, and found herself somewhat looking forward to what was to come.
"Then... let's go back..." Qian Sisi noticed her voice trembling because she felt so insecure in the cramped space of the car.
Even though Bai Cheng'an wanted to do something, it was something both had tacitly agreed upon for a week, and she certainly didn't want it to happen in this cramped car space.
Bai Cheng'an moved Qian Sisi's hair to one shoulder, his index finger tracing her forehead, torturously slow, until it reached the corner of her mouth. His neatly manicured nail lightly scraped her smooth skin, making her skin seem to come alive, feeling every nerve twitch underneath.