At his words, Zhi Wan's eyes subconsciously drifted toward the man's body.
But before she could get a clear look, the man suddenly pinned her against the wall of the pool.
"You want to look?" The man's cool, thin lips brushed against the skin by Zhi Wan's ear.
Zhi Wan shivered as a strange, tingling numbness instantly spread through her entire body.
She blinked her damp eyelashes, and a sudden declaration escaped her rosy lips. "I don't just want to look. I want to touch, too!"
The man narrowed his eyes, looking at her dangerously. "Are you sure?"
"Are you going to let me or not?" Zhi Wan shot back.
The man looked down at her and suddenly chuckled. "Which noble family are you from?"
"What, are you asking about me because you want to marry me? You can forget about it. I have no intention of marrying. And you? Which family's silk-panted fop are you?" Zhi Wan scrutinized him in return.
"How audacious!" the man snapped.
Zhi Wan pouted and tried to push him away.
