Xia Xiaonuan grasped the edge of the bathtub tightly with one hand, feeling as though she might slip into the water at any moment.
The man's soft, fiery tongue landed on her skin, while his slender fingers glided over her body bit by bit.
She didn't understand how this proud and noble man, admired by all, could do such things to her...
Yet the other party seemed to be thoroughly enjoying himself, the kisses gradually moving over her ankle, wandering slowly.
In the haze, his refined features were as striking as an Italian masterpiece.
For some reason, Xia Xiaonuan suddenly felt her heart flutter.
This man who tormented her, caused her pain, yet left her unable to extricate herself...
His kisses traveled upward, until they reached her thigh.
That's when Xia Xiaonuan suddenly woke as if from a trance and hurriedly stopped him.
"Nangong Yaoling... you... you're not going to put my hand to shame, are you!"
The man's handsome face froze for a moment.
