As soon as Ning Xia finished speaking, a shadow suddenly loomed before her, and the next second, her lips were kissed.
More of a bite than a kiss, really.
It seemed as if the man had used up the last of his strength to pounce on her, biting her lip so hard that it made her gasp in pain.
Afraid of hurting him, Ning Xia dared not struggle, but she twisted her face in anger, "You won't promise me anything and you still kiss me, Bo Siyan you're such a jerk."
Bo Siyan's chin rested on her shoulder as he chuckled softly, "Don't women say that if a man isn't bad, women won't love him?"
"Ptui, bad guys are out of style now, okay? Warm men are in! Do you get it? Warm men like John Hill!"
"...." Without hesitation, Bo Siyan bit her soft, tender neck again.
Ning Xia immediately cursed inwardly.
All men in the world are really the same, never able to accept their women turning against them at any time or place!
