The wound on Mu Xiaojiu's arm was still bandaged, with bits of blood scattered on the surface.
Seeing the wound, Baili Xia paused for a few seconds, as if frozen by the scene.
But after a few seconds, she was deeply shocked!
Just by taking off his clothes, his...he ended up in this shape already!
Mu Xiaojiu carelessly tossed his top aside, hanging his long arm on the couch, and with his other hand, he casually sipped his wine from a tall glass.
Yet, his gaze was locked on her face, not missing a single shift in her expression.
"Are you getting a clear grasp of the situation now?"
Baili Xia's petite face immediately turned flushed.
She clenched her teeth tightly, unable to utter a word, not sure what she should say.
Just the thought of the situation made her tremble with fear, wasn't it?
"If you want to stop, then get the hell out."
Seeing no reaction from her, Mu Xiaojiu stated in a deep voice.
