Jin Mo's lips curled into a cold sneer as she stood up, turned around, and took a few slow steps toward Tang Yan, eventually pinning him against the wall with their bodies pressed tightly together.
With a bold move, Jin Mo placed her hand on his shoulder, then let it slide down, unbuttoning his shirt. One hand slipped into his chest, wandering over his smooth skin.
In her heart, she couldn't help but admire Tang Yan's physique—it was truly impressive.
At this moment, Jin Mo had thrown caution to the wind, reckoning that after she had sacrificed her body and given Tang Yan some satisfaction, perhaps this incident would pass.
Her hand continued its descent along the contours of his chest, unbuttoning the shirt completely and exposing his pale torso. She then laid one hand on his belt, but was abruptly immobilized by a strong grip.
Jin Mo swallowed hard, well aware of what was to come next.
