A tingling numbness spread from her ears. Xiaonuan was kissed until her whole body burned and trembled uncontrollably, yet in her hazy mind she wondered, would Nan Mo have ulterior motives toward her?
Between the two of them, aside from love, is there really nothing else?
Thinking of this, Xiaonuan felt a faint jolt in her heart.
She realized that she actually couldn't be sure of Nan Mo's feelings for her.
Yet Nangong Yaoling's words had indeed reminded her. She couldn't keep accepting his kindness toward her so unconditionally. Even when it came to Qi Yue…
Xiaonuan pondered slightly, and suddenly, a soft pair of lips once again covered hers.
Her whole body was pressed down heavily; a wave of coolness swept over her as the bathrobe on her body was undone…
"Xiaonuan… give yourself to me…" The man's kisses slid down bit by bit, over her collarbone, her chest, on every soft, sensitive spot of hers.
