She looked at him with wide eyes as he just put her down, and then he prepared to get up.
Huh? Song Yi blinked, that's it?
She couldn't let Tang Si get up and leave.
In an instant, she reached out, grabbed his collar, and pulled him forward hard.
The force wasn't very strong, but it was enough to pull him down completely.
He fell toward her with full force, quickly bracing his hands on the sofa beside her waist.
Their distance was only one or two centimeters apart.
She tightly clutched his collar, feeling the torrent of male hormones, her heart raced with a pounding thump.
The woman's skin was tender, and at a closer look, her bright black eyes seemed to hold all the light in the world.
"Can you handle it?"
The woman tugged at the man's collar, eyes seductive like silk, appearing slightly tipsy, clasping tightly and not letting go, like a gentle tantrum.
She wasn't really interested in men, and at just 22, she wasn't in a hurry.
