He deliberately drew out the last syllable, and his arm loosened a few notches further down.
"Ah! Don't! Please!"
Qin Sijue paid no attention to her cries; the more she feared, the lower he let go.
"Qin Sijue, I was wrong... I was really wrong!"
"Really? What did you do wrong?"
"I..." She glanced at the tumultuous waves behind her, "I won't roll away..."
"Sure?"
"Sure!"
"Then say you love me."
Gu Qiangwei froze, "What?"
He raised an eyebrow, and his hand loosened a bit more.
"Ah! I love you!"
"Who loves whom?"
"Gu Qiangwei loves Qin Sijue!"
"Still thinking about rolling away?"
"No more!"
Qin Sijue's lips curled into a smirk, his arm flexed and pulled her back up once more.
By this time, Gu Qiangwei was already scared stiff, her legs weak, her whole body collapsing in his arms, panting with a soul barely settled!
He, in contrast, was in high spirits, bending down to scoop her up horizontally and heading toward the black Maybach.
