Ning Nuan slowly reached out her hand, very nervous, yet also filled with anticipation.
This moment, she had been waiting for far too many years.
From childhood, in order to maintain her image as the obedient girl, she never did anything out of line, always retaining the modesty expected of a lady.
Little aunt was right, it was her own lack of initiative in the past that had given Yan Qianyi the opportunity she had now.
Ning Nuan began to unbutton Mu Yunlie's shirt.
When she reached the fourth button, Mu Yunlie suddenly grabbed her wrist.
A smile curled up at the corner of her lips.
She was waiting to be pulled into Mu Yunlie's arms when his repressed voice sounded above her head.
"What are you doing?"
Ning Nuan was stunned for a moment and looked up in surprise, meeting Mu Yunlie's bloodshot eyes.
How could this be?
The drug should have taken effect already...
Maybe it needed a little more time?
