"You…" Qian Xueying struggled, "Let go of me!"
Abel ignored her plea, only holding her tighter as he lowered his head to her ear.
"The Duke is a gracious man, you should abandon any improper thoughts about him. In terms of family background and wealth, I am only second to the Duke. Why don't you… follow me instead!"
"What… what nonsense are you talking about, I…" Qian Xueying fought, pushing him away with effort, "I didn't mean that."
"Didn't mean that?" Abel only hugged her more tightly, his lips disrespectfully brushing against her skin, "The Duke is forgiving; he can't see it, but I can see very clearly that you want to seduce him."
Qian Xueying raised her hand to push his head away.
"I did not!"
"Not?" Abel's hand moved from her waist to rest on her chest, "Miss Qian, why is your heart beating so fast then? Could it be..." He caught her hand as she tried to push him away, moving both her arms behind her, his face coming close to hers, "You're still a virgin, aren't you?"
