C68 You Want to Kill Me

There was no room for her to move an inch. Di Yeming forcefully pinned Chi Zaozao onto the bed, his leg pressing against her back, creating a dominant position over her.

"What... what are you doing?" Chi Zaozao frowned, looking at him. They were too close, so close that it made her feel uncomfortable all over. "I... I want to get up."

"Are you pretending to be clueless