He bit down hard on her forehead, and Xing Liehuo hummed deeply, "Dare to provoke me, know what's coming for you?"
She licked her lips as alcohol started to fog her brain.
Her head tilted to the side, and she fell asleep without giving Xing Liehuo any face.
When Lian Qiao woke up again, she was back in Jingli.
Where was she?
Surrounding her was warm water. She opened her eyes to find herself in the bathroom, more precisely, in the bathtub, with the air filled with a faint scent of rose essential oil.
She took a deep breath and hummed softly in relaxation, "Wow, this feels so good..."
"Want something even better?"
She turned her gaze, Mother of God!
Huoguo's inscrutable dark eyes swept over her, and that chilly gleam was fixed unapologetically on her body as if he couldn't wait to devour her whole.
What's going on?
Had she provoked him?
Her gaze drifted down from his stern face, making her cheeks flush.
