"I want you to be my woman, and I want you to go back the way you came. How did you enter this jungle? I want you to walk out the exact same way..."
Shen Xiaoxiao had never thought that Yan Kuan would actually say such words. Woman? He actually wanted her to be his woman?
Did this man know what he was talking about? Did he know how shameless he was?
The more Shen Xiaoxiao acted like this, the calmer her expression became. Did she really think that she was still the same girl who had a pair of jade arms and a thousand pillows, with a little bit of red lips and a thousand guests?
She, Shen Xiaoxiao, was not. Even if she was, she would never serve this man. Don't forget, the starting point of her fate was him. It was him.
Shen Xiaoxiao's expression was unnaturally calm. It made Yan Kuan think that the little thing who had been imprisoned in the club did not know what "his woman" meant.
