Trapped between the man's chest and the wall, a shudder wracked Qiao Yu's body. She couldn't ignore the tingling heat of his breath against her ear, and she bit down hard on her lip to stifle a cry. "Are you… are you doing this to get back at Song Yiyi?" This had to be his way of retaliating for her betrayal. Bo Hanshi’s hands roamed freely, audacious. He lowered his head, his touch igniting fires