Ugh, what if he says no? Wouldn't that just be asking for embarrassment?
So, she changed the subject, "Does that mean you won't turn down any woman with that scent?"
"What are you thinking? I'm not just a nose without eyes..." Pinching her chin, Xing Liehuo got annoyed.
He shouldn't have told this woman anything. The more he talked, the more complex her thoughts became, the more she thought about it.
Sure enough, the little woman started to act out, pushing and kicking—
"Get off, I'm going to see Sanqi..."
But he was a dominant man by nature. The more she resisted, the more he enjoyed tormenting her, pressing her down firmly, desperately kissing her, biting her, alternately savagely and gently, continuously enticing her.
"If I let you go again, I'd be a fool..."
In the midst of confusion, as the woman was teased until her body went limp, and her mind turned to mush, she started to ramble, reminding him and herself of the chasm that lay between them—her dead father.
