"Ah!" Shen Xi cried out with her eyes closed. When she opened them again, she saw Qin Siye's handsome and charming face just centimeters away from hers.
And that damn man was staring at her intensely, even reaching out a hand, wanting to touch her face.
My God! What... what does he want to do?
In a panic, Shen Xi's mind went blank, and all she could think of was four words: resist, run fast.
She suddenly bent her knees, conveniently hitting the "soft spot" of the man above her.
Qin Siye groaned and quickly straightened up.
Shen Xi stood up from the sofa, grabbed her bag, and, enduring the pain in her leg, ran out without looking back.
In the moment the door closed, Qin Siye sat up with a pained expression, his gaze cold as he watched the direction in which she left.
This woman was too hateful, harming him twice.
He had only been a bit curious about her face. She couldn't think he was going to do something to her, could she? Why was she so agitated?