His fingertips slowly slid over her collarbone. "Anything you want... any request..." He lowered his head and blew a breath of hot air behind her ear, his voice suddenly becoming hoarse and ambiguous...
Xia Xiaonuan's neck felt itchy from his touch, yet she looked at his passionate face. The man's cold and stern face in the light had a kind of seductive beauty, like the embodiment of Satan in the darkness.
But his words left her completely confused.
However... upon thinking, she vaguely seemed to understand his meaning.
Was he implying that she actually wanted to have a relationship with him but was holding back, pretending to be reserved?
Thinking of this, Xia Xiaonuan's face instantly turned dark halfway.
Damn! Is Situ Yan being driven by lust, thinking all women are as wanton as he is?
Xia Xiaonuan took a deep breath, suddenly feeling that no words could express the anger in her heart.
Suddenly, she reached out her hand and embraced Situ Yan's neck.
