She feared that, in his eyes, should he "condescend" to have an intimate relationship with her, she’d be expected to feel greatly indebted, right?
And sure enough, Jian Anning really did guess a part of what he felt. Indeed, he believed that if anything happened between them, the one at a loss would be himself, not Jian Anning! However, he wasn’t the kind of pure playboy—after all, even if he wanted to be a playboy, he wasn’t attracted to that many women to be fickle with. Yu Zexiao had actually considered having a more stable relationship with her.
It was just that his mouth was too foul, his attitude too arrogant. It never seemed like he was serious about being with her, but rather like he was "bestowing" a favor.
"You, you can’t force me... with me... with me..." She simply couldn’t utter the words "have sex," it was like begging for mercy! Yu Zexiao of course knew what she wanted to say. He just hummed softly, "Isn’t there a saying—’having nothing to repay, one offers their body instead’?"
Exactly as expected! Jian Anning’s face suddenly flushed red! She widened her eyes in anger and embarrassment while looking at him!
"Yu Zexiao! You—you don’t actually like me, we’re not even in a relationship, why would I... why would I ’offer my body’ to you!"
Her eyes shone with astonishment, her rosy lips pouted slightly out of anger, and a blush painted her fair cheeks. The look of anger mixed with a touch of shyness and confusion was nothing like her usually serious and stern demeanor, instead revealing an unexpected beauty.
For some reason, Yu Zexiao enjoyed seeing her with that expression! He wanted to tear away her strict restraints, to enrich her expressions just for himself!
"Why not?" Yu Zexiao instead raised an eyebrow, his originally somewhat arrogant demeanor, due to his captivating charm at that moment, becoming overwhelmingly dominant and aggressive. Without a second word, he reached out his long fingers and pulled her close to him. Jian Anning, caught off guard, was jerked towards him. She suddenly fell into his arms, his strong legs supported her, his long arms surrounded her, his warm chest pressed against her...
Yu Zexiao probably had learned all the tricks of the trade from watching people like Mo Siyu and Leng Yunlin flirt with young girls. His head buried in her shoulder, his handsome nose, like a puppy, kept lightly sniffing at her neck. His long fingers reached out, brushed her clear earlobe, caught a strand of her hair, and twirled it around his fingertips.
"I can’t trust other women. Who knows if they would talk about my affairs?" His voice was soft, as if he had a piece of candy in his mouth, sounding so tender. "Besides, I’m looking for someone with stunning looks, a hot figure, good background, tight-lipped—and moreover, a virgin who has never experienced this before. Can you find her for me?"
"I, I will try... to find her." Yu Zexiao’s voice was so husky that it made her head feel sweetly cloying, as if she had accidentally swallowed a big chunk of cheese, slightly uncomfortable.