The man's beautiful chest muscles tensed, rising and falling with the rhythm of his breathing. The tawny skin, elastic and smooth, flowed in enticing lines, rivaling those of male models in fashion magazines.
"That... that..." Qian Sisi swallowed audibly, uncertain where to rest her gaze, "You can apply it to the front yourself!"
No sooner had she taken a step back than her wrist was suddenly seized with force by the man and yanked forward!
Qian Sisi staggered forward, tumbling ungracefully and ending up seated on Bai Cheng'an's thigh by a fluke.
Looking up from below, the man gazed at the small woman's face with an air of supremacy, declaring word by word, "You apply it!"
The part of Qian Sisi that was pressed against the man's thigh tingled, and she instinctively felt the way he looked at her was incredibly dangerous, as if a leopard had its sights on a sheep. Her legs and entire body went weak under his commanding stare, leaving her unable to utter a simple "no".
