She bit her lower lip hard as she gazed up at the man who was pinning her in place.
"Does Mrs. Fu have this fetish?" There was a fiery desire in Fu Huai'an's eyes, which burned her up as it entered her eyes from the depths of his eyes.
"Doesn't Mr. Fu have this fetish too? A wife should sing her husband's tune!" With her face and ears reddened, Lin Nuan gazed at Fu Huai'an, teasing him fearlessly.
Fu Huai'an pinned Lin Nuan even harder against the wall. His Adam's apple glided up and down as his heavy breathing fell by Lin Nuan's ear. As his gaze swept over the stray locks of hair by her sideburns, the ambiguity in his gaze made Lin Nuan's heart beat furiously.
He whispered by Lin Nuan's ear, his thin lips vaguely grazing its ridge and causing a numbing sensation to crawl up her back. "Since Mrs. Fu wishes to see it, I'll wear it for Mrs. Fu…"
