Si Fan remained unmoved, "Sorry, I took it seriously. I'll leave with those twenty men in a while."
Jun Yan directly pinned Si Fan against the wall, his dark eyes heavy with anger, "I alone can match them twenty, take me with you!"
Si Fan's eyes showed mockery, "What a boastful claim!"
He pushed her legs apart with his knee, his forehead resting against hers, his voice a husky, heated whisper, "Don't believe me?"
His deep, magnetic voice seemed naturally enchanting, filled with a tempting tone.
Si Fan frowned, her hand pressed against his chest, trying to stop him from coming closer, but unable to halt the mingling of their breaths.
She took a deep breath, "Stop being such a dog!"
Jun Yan entwined his fingers with hers, holding tightly, his dark eyes locked on her, speaking softly, "Then forgive me, won't you?"
He was truly regretting his earlier behavior, feeling he'd been incredibly foolish, wishing he could punch himself.
