Seduction has never been exclusively a woman's prerogative; men are equally capable.
Wen Yi felt that when she was younger, she'd often been mesmerized by him, truly naive back then, and her mentality fragile. She longed for his handsome and noble appearance, his humble and polite demeanor, and the multiple layers of halos that enveloped him.
Now, she had weathered storms and encountered men of all stripes.
Yet, even so, she found herself somewhat defenseless against that deep, magnetic voice and the pure masculine scent that emanated from him, to the extent that her mind conjured up the scenery of that night in Jiang City, where she had been trapped beneath him, entwined through the night. Even her body...could recall the intense sensory aftertaste of losing oneself and consciousness.
Once it had been youthful ignorance, but now, perhaps, it was...long untouched, inadvertently tasting the flavor, and inevitably feeling somewhat...
