The two were close and Xia Mo could smell the wine on him. Since knowing him, he had always had a fresh and clean scent.
Seeing him like this, Xia Mo felt miserable, her hands clenched tightly and she felt like crying. "Just tell me straight if you don't like me. Why did you have to stoop so low?"
Junyuan frowned and said with a tense expression, "Weren't you the one who introduced Lily to me? Do I need your consent now that I've thought it through and wanted her to help me?"
How could he do that?
Xia Mo's eyes turned red and her lips trembled slightly. "You don't like her touching you and if you're doing this just to avoid me, it's absolutely unnecessary!"
Junyuan said nothing.
Xia Mo stepped forward and was just a fist away from Junyuan. As she looked up at him, her beautiful face was like a fine jade, bright, youthful, beautiful and tempting.
Too tempting.
