He… wanted her to kiss him?
She thought of how he was someone else's man.
The blood in her body froze.
He was indirectly humiliating her!
He knew that she hated to be a mistress who destroyed another's family.
Ding Shuman was such a person.
How could she possibly become a person like Ding Shuman?
Nan Zhi looked at the man's deep dark eyes, and her beautiful small face seemed to be covered by a layer of frost, like a stray cat that was violated. "Mr Mu, please respect yourself."
She could not possibly kiss him!
His tall body took a step forward, their bodies almost touching. He covered most of the light, his shadow casting over her dauntingly.
If it did not work here, she could only think of other ways.
Being so close to him, the manly scent exuding from his body entered her nose from time to time, disrupting her feelings.