Chu Xi had never expected that even after she took the initiative like this, Li Shengxiao would still stomp her dignity into the ground. Though he was a woman, Li Shengxiao, without uttering a single curse word, made every word strike her like nails to the pillar of shame, leaving her feeling as if she was stark naked, her face wavering between shades of blue, red, and white with embarrassment.
After several changes of color, she watched the man turn his back and walk away. Sniffing the scent on her wrist, she bit her lip, her eyes dimming as she suddenly broke into a jog to follow him.
Li Shengxiao's hand was already on the doorknob of his study when suddenly a soft body crashed into him from behind, arms encircling his waist, clinging tightly to him.
