Tong Yan’s mind was roaring, what should she do now, what could she do, what else could be done?

At this moment, Tong Yan felt a despair like never before.

"I was wrong." Tong Yan apologized instinctively, admitting mistakes at the first moment is always the best practice.

But she forgot that the person in front of her is no ordinary person, you can’t evaluate him with common sense!

Bo Yimo spoke blandly, "You weren’t wrong, where were you wrong?"

Tong Yan thought for a moment, and said very seriously, "We shouldn’t have been photographed."

As soon as the words fell, Tong Yan felt the surrounding pressure drop further, her body involuntarily shuddered. She was right, if they hadn’t been photographed, there wouldn’t be any problem.

#A moment of silence for the increasingly astray Tong Xiaopang#

#As if seeing her joyfully hopping on the road to disaster#

The boss is dissatisfied, there must be a reason. Tong Yan thought for a while and offered another answer, "Shouldn’t have chosen this restaurant?"

In her understanding, since Jason helped her, she should thank him. So meeting him was justified, hence she didn’t think in this direction.

Tong Yan offered several answers, yet the chilling aura was almost freezing.

The only thing she was grateful for now was that they hadn’t turned on the lights. Everything was dark, so she couldn’t see his expression, giving her a bit more courage.

#Cowardly, can’t help it#

As she racked her brains, Bo Yimo suddenly hugged her.

After a whirlwind moment, she was pressed down.

This familiar posture gave her a bad feeling, and she already pictured the scene from before in her mind, her hand beginning to ache, sadness spreading.

She instinctively covered her little bottom, and said warily, "Don’t hit me!"

The shadow of last time was so big, it had already become a conditioned reflex.

Bo Yimo’s voice raised slightly, "Do you have a reason for me not to hit you?"

What reason does this need!

Tong Yan said righteously, "No domestic violence!"

Bo Yimo’s voice was gentle, but the more he spoke, the more Tong Yan’s heart raced with fear.

She didn’t want to try anything different at all!

Ordinary routine is fine!

Could she write a book in the future called "Ten Thousand Ways of Punishment—For Perverts Only," subtitle: Perverts referring to the Actor.

This book would be her blood and tears history, if published, it would definitely sell big, skyrocketing to the peak of fame and fortune!

Tong Yan softly and tactfully said, "Let’s just take it slow, better not try new things..." Her words were as sincere as they could be, hoping he might sense it.

However, the answer she got was silence, a deathly silence.

Tong Yan’s heart beat faster and faster, what did the Actor’s non-response mean? Every minute and second was torture.

Hurry up and respond, say something no matter what! 𝕗𝗿𝕖𝐞𝐰𝗲𝕓𝐧𝕠𝕧𝗲𝐥.𝚌𝐨𝚖

Suddenly, she felt her body flipped over and placed on the bed,

It was very dark, but Tong Yan still felt his scorching gaze, watching her inch by inch.

Tong Yan’s body trembled slightly, feeling that she wouldn’t like what was coming next. Just as she was about to get up and run, she was pressed down, unable to move.

"Baby, this is the price of your disobedience."