Feeling Nie Xiaoyu's initiative, and the soft, fragrant tongue exploring his mouth, Chen Nan also felt a surge of intense desire and impulse.
Although he had massaged Nie Xiaoyu before, this was their first time having such intimate contact.
But Chen Nan was not blinded by desire, he broke free from Nie Xiaoyu's embrace, a trace of panic flashing across his face, "Xiaoyu, you should rest well!"
With those words, he quickly left the room.
Fearing that if he stayed even a second longer, he might do something that would hurt Nie Xiaoyu.
Watching Chen Nan's retreating figure, Nie Xiaoyu cried out in pain, "Chen Nan, you're just a coward!"
"How long are you going to keep running away?"
She had thought that her relationship with Chen Nan could progress further, but she did not expect to be rejected once again.
This filled her with a deep sense of disappointment.
That's why she yelled at Chen Nan.
