The grip on her wrist wasn't strong enough to push her away.
Because of the heat from the man's palm, Tang Li's cheeks grew redder, but she didn't stop moving. With her other hand, she reached for the zipper of his trousers.
The next second, Tang Li was pulled up.
Caught off guard, her legs hit Song Baiyan's knees, causing her whole body to lean forward.
Song Baiyan took the opportunity to embrace her, his deep voice brushed past her ear, even his scolding carried a hint of pampering: "Always reaching for a man like that, where did you pick up such bad habits?"
Tang Li didn't reply, but instead countered: "Don't you like it?"
"..."
"Don't all men like this?"
Song Baiyan lowered his head to look at her, seeing Tang Li biting her lip mumbling under her breath, he couldn't help but laugh, yet his tone took on a bit more seriousness: "Regardless of whether a man likes it or not, a girl should behave modestly."
"I am a woman," Tang Li corrected him.
