She had absolutely no problem with what Qin Mo just said, it was just not their usual, quiet way of speaking to each other.
He was usually so proper and aristocratic, but this sudden, raw boldness wasn't something she was complaining about at all. It made her belly pool with that familiar warmth again.
She rolled her eyes slightly to hide her embarrassment. "You're so naughty."
"Ah! Don't you like me naughty?" Qin Mo teased, stepping a bit closer until his cold, bare chest was almost touching her nose.
His voice dropped into a low, raspy frequency that made her ears tingle. "Don't lie, Wanwan. Me being naughty is definitely making you want to push me down and force yourself on me again."
Lin Wan's face looked like it was literally dripping with blood at his shameless words. Her cheeks were burning hot, but she was the head of the house, and she refused to let this monster have the last laugh.
