Even in the Arctic Cold Land, Yin Hu's pretty face suddenly got so hot it seemed like it would almost start to bleed.
Although she usually liked to cast bewitching techniques, and her words were rather unrestrained, that was all under the premise that she had absolute control of the situation.
In reality, deep down about matters between men and women, she was very traditional. The fact that she still remained untouched was the best proof of this.
Now, Wang Hao had turned the tables on her, making her feel like a startled little deer, her heart pounding chaotically.
She even began to doubt whether that bastard Wang Hao would really act on his carnal desires and completely devour her.
Wang Hao stared at Yin Hu's flushed cheeks for quite a while before suddenly bursting into loud laughter.
In the past, it was always Yin Hu who enchanted him, making him very passive, to the point where he was more hypocritical than Liu Xia Hui, who was notoriously impotent.
