C21 Let Me Go!(3)

Before she could figure out what hard object she was sitting on, Yeh Yiming's warm breath unexpectedly brushed against her ear. A jolt of electricity surged through her body, leaving her tingling and itchy, making every hair stand on end. She shrank back, nervously swallowing. "Mr. Yeh... what are you trying to do?"

She shifted uneasily, and immediately Yiming's warning came, "Don't move..