"Then, you… don't want that anymore…" she stammered as she tried to put the words across.
"What don't I want?" Mu Yazhe's brows twitched, but he quickly realized what she meant.
She was indeed worried that he would eat her up!
"Alright. No more teasing. Come here."
As his voice became stern, Yun Shishi's shoulders reflexively shuddered. She was obviously very unwilling to go near him.
She did not dare to defy his order, though, so she reluctantly inched toward him. When she was close enough, she easily caught a whiff of that light fragrance on him. This fragrance was relaxing and elegant, like the scent of magnolia.
He caressed her hair with his hand. It was damp but felt warm to the touch. He rubbed her hair hard, raised a brow, and questioned, "Running out while your hair is still wet?"
This could easily cause a migraine.
