No... he is Nan Mo, he is different from other men.
In her ears, it seemed as if Nangong Yaoling's warning was circling, like an alarm ringing in a criminal's ear at the edge of committing a crime.
She felt there was something in her heart pulling like a tug-of-war, tugging her in both directions, she couldn't escape and kept struggling.
His hand slowly slid across her collarbone, wandering.
Xia Xiaonuan closed her eyes, feeling as if her body was sinking into intoxication.
"Knock, knock, knock—"
At this moment, a sudden knocking was heard from outside the door.
Xia Xiaonuan's whole body stiffened, then she heard the waiter outside speaking in Thai, saying their ordered meal had arrived.
Xia Xiaonuan snapped back to reality and forcefully pushed Liang Shaochen away.
Liang Shaochen rolled off, his face tinged with a bit of red.
"Sorry..." he said in a low voice, staring at her, his pupils filled with an inexplicable complexity.
