Bo Sishen lowered his handsome head and kissed her cold, pale face. Hoarsely, he said, "You know exactly what I want to do, don't you?"
Mu Shini trembled all over, her lips quivering lightly; they moved up and down.
Her small hand reached out, trying to push him away. But his deep, raspy voice echoed above her head, "Don't move. If you move again, it'll be easy to set yourself on fire."
This remark from Bo Sishen made Mu Shini immediately lie obediently, not daring to move at all. She could only open her wide eyes and stare directly at him.
And used her eyes to warn him: No messing around!
How could Bo Sishen not notice the warning in her eyes?
Bo Sishen lowered his head to kiss her, but Mu Shini turned her head away, not allowing him to kiss her.
And this small action of turning her head, in Bo Sishen's eyes, was a sign of disdain.
A flash of anger appeared in Bo Sishen's eyes, "Why, disdain your husband's looks? Or do you prefer the appearance of someone like Bao Tinghao?"
