When her back hit his solid chest, Shang Ruyi was still a bit dazed. By the time she came to her senses and wanted to struggle to get up, the person behind her didn't give her a chance. Her slender waist was already tightly locked by those powerful arms.
Her cheeks were burning, immediately reddening to her ears.
Yu Wenye's scorching breath brushed against her ear, making her ears feel like they were on fire.
Shang Ruyi whispered, "What are you doing!?"
"What do you think?"
Yu Wenye's voice, carrying a hint of laughter, sounded at her ear leisurely, making Shang Ruyi's cheeks even redder. She felt ashamed and resentful, gritting her teeth, "Weren't you going to read a book?"
"I don't want to read a book, I want to—"
