She did not escape, only silently endured, avoiding her thoughts.
Her rigid back pressed against Mu Xiaojiu's blazing body, yet her own remained cold.
Mu Xiaojiu's hand explored her body, from top to bottom, front to back, caressing every inch of her skin.
At last, a slight moan escaped her lips, reaching Mu Xiaojiu's ears.
Mu Xiaojiu's body trembled suddenly, and he reached up and gently turned Baili Xia toward him by the shoulder.
His sensual lips aimed to descend upon her rosy lips.
But as he leaned down, the moist gleam at Baili Xia's eye corner suddenly captured his gaze.
Mu Xiaojiu's movement froze there, looking down at the girl beneath him, the burning flame within him was instantly quenched.
She did not want this, her heart resisted him.
Because of what he had done, she could no longer accept his touch.
It was only due to her grandfather that she was lying beneath him.
Will they never be able to return to how things were?
