Her heart skipped a beat as she stared into his face that god carved by his own hands in a blank stare. She could feel her cheeks burning as if she had just pressed coal on her skin. Her eyes instantly lowered to look into his hands that were large enough to make her feel pain if it ever hurt her yet the way Han XiGuang had spoken made her feel as if it wouldn't be too bad.
Seeing how much she struggles, Han XiGuang slowly nudge his hand to her stomach and over to her bellybutton. His fingertips felt cold even through her shirt as if he was made from ice but it felt rather comfortable for her.
"You don't have to think," he whispered, "You just have to feel it and tell me if you feel good. When it's not, I'll stop. Sound like a fair deal isn't it?"
Wu SuYi's eyes glistened as she took what he said into her mind. She curved her lips, "Why do I feel as if that's not the end of it?"
