Having spoken, Mo Shiqian didn't wait for Chi Huan to react before he took her pale, thin ear into his mouth, his damp tongue covering it.
In an instant, Chi Huan felt her nerves explode, her mind going blank.
"Mo Shiqian..."
Besides calling his name, she didn't know what else she could do or say.
The man deliberately blew into her ear and whispered in a hoarse voice, "Chi Huan, shall we try what we did that night again, okay?"
The words "shall we" carried three parts seductive charm, three parts gentle dominance, and four parts primal desire.
Chi Huan couldn't think clearly or speak a complete sentence; she even subconsciously followed his words in thought...
That night's events.
"You enjoyed it later, didn't you? Shall we try again... hmm?"
She actually didn't have much willpower left, responding only out of instinct: "No... no, Mo Shiqian, it's not alright."
