Tang Mo'er lay on the bed, ever since she had lost her vision, her other senses had become a lot more sensitive, giving her heightened senses in her hearing and smell. She heard Jun Chulin approaching her and one corner of the bed sunk. Now he was on the bed too.
Once the unfamiliar, masculine scent got nearer, Tang Mo'er tugged on the sheets beneath her, her delicate body instantly stiffening.
She was as stiff as a rock.
Though she was already mentally prepared, the act of being together with another man other than Gu Mohan had her feeling resistant.
Gu Mohan had already deeply ingrained himself into her body.
Jun Chulin looked at the woman laying beside him like a stiff rod, her tiny face was completely pale, with little blood circulation. He turned around and towered above her.
"No!" Tang Mo'er instinctively pushed him away.
Her hands were ice-cold, even her clear eyes were filled with terror, she was just like a bunny in shock.
