Bai Man's hands were soft and boneless, gentle as water.
At this moment, the atmosphere in the room was also very ambiguous, with just the right temperature and a faint fragrance in the air.
Bai Man's eyes were somewhat intoxicated; she liked Shen Chi very much. For a long time, she had wanted to marry him and become his woman.
But, Shen Chi reacted very quickly, his large hand instantly grasping her wrists.
"It's late; you should go back and rest," he said, his tone haughty and cold.
With furrowed brows, Shen Chi gave Bai Man a glance.
"No... Shen Chi, you clearly know I like you a lot, you know we are getting engaged next month. Don't you even want to touch me? I really like you... can't we be together... do you want me... please?"
Bai Man, looking up at him, fluttered her lashes and gazed at him with emotion.
She wriggled her hands free and tiptoed, trying to hook her arms around his neck.
