"You really are heartless. They say women become more gentle with age, but I can't see that in you at all."
His voice remained gentle, but his bony fingers slid along her collarbone, down to her chest, slowly untying her robe.
Qin Mu felt a cold chill spread across her chest wherever his fingers touched, like ice gliding over her skin.
She looked at him, realizing that this was the only thing he was interested in doing.
For some reason, her heart stubbornly refused to be conquered by him, wanting to push him away. So, as he was lost in the love for her body, she suddenly raised her hand and pushed hard against his strong chest.
But...
He didn't budge an inch!
He pressed down on her so firmly, and Qin Mu's tearful eyes widened even more. She cried out in frustration because he suddenly pierced her eyes with a look of hate. Caught off guard, she immediately closed her eyes as tears welled up, hiding her face in the crook of his neck, and took a deep breath.
