One of Wang Jian's hands clutched Li Liping's neck while the other seized her restless wrists, giving him complete control of the situation. The weight of his entire body almost suffocated her, but Li Liping felt no discomfort. Her face flushed quickly, and she actually looked rather excited.
Li Liping genuinely hadn't expected this. The Wang Jian she knew, both from hearsay and personal encounters, was shy and passive. But the dominance he was displaying now fascinated her to her core.
"You're so bad..." Li Liping muttered with her eyes closed. When they separated for a moment, her gaze was dazed, but she didn't forget to add, "I love it."
Her words were like a lit fuse. Wang Jian grabbed her hands, flipped her over, and pinned them behind her back, holding her down like a criminal.
Wang Jian chuckled and gave her upturned bottom a few smacks.
"Still feeling cheeky? Daring to pull me in here so late at night!"
"Ngh... I won't, I won't do it again."
