She said it so calmly, so unfeelingly, that it truly made Xiao Qingcang feel this woman was getting farther and farther away from him.
Just like the rose reflected in the mirror, beautiful to see, yet untouchable, unreachable!
Is this possession? What kind of possession is this?
He gripped her shoulders forcefully, his dark eyes full of pressure as he asked, "If I'm not your man, can you still let me touch you?"
Shen Hanqian, from shock, became calm, and she asked him back, "Then do you think this is respecting me?"
A single sentence shattered all of Xiao Qingcang's illusions.
Shen Hanqian leaned against his chest, enjoying this stolen sweetness. "Let's just respect each other, shall we? Let's not ruin our images!"
Xiao Qingcang suddenly let out a mocking laugh, his bloodshot eyes filled with pain. "After all is said and done, you're just rejecting me in every possible way!"
"" Shen Hanqian stared at him calmly. "If that's what you really think!"
