Chapter 5: Lure in by giving the appearance of weakness

  "Hot..."

  Her long hair, as black as ink, stuck to her face, which was as delicate as porcelain, and her cheeks were burning red. Her eyes, filled with a woman's shyness and desire, gazed at the man's physique, and she couldn't help but crawl to his side, slowly inching closer to him.

  The man stood upright in the center of the room, looking at that poor little woman, as if praying, slowly bringing his hands closer to the edge of his straight long legs. A hint of disdainful cold light flashed in his deep black eyes, and he lowered his gaze, with a thick interest hooked at the corner of his lips.

  "It's so hot... help me... my legs are so weak, I can't even get up..." Xia Zhitong raised his head, and in his sweaty eyes, a spring-like intention was rippling.

  He stood tall in front of her, his eyes narrowed as he gazed down at her trembling body. The tight clothing wrapped around her, accentuating the delicate skin on her chest that seemed to be on the verge of bursting forth, and the undulating curves of her pale skin were indeed breathtakingly beautiful...

  It's a pity that such an ordinary-looking woman would use such a lowly method to entice him, and he wouldn't even give her a glance!

  He crouched down, his large hand pinching the fragile chin that was almost crushed by him. Xia Zhitong's eyes welled up with two transparent tears due to the pain, and his nasal breathing was filled with a mixture of pain and heat, which fell onto the man's cold and charming face like cotton flakes.

  "Is this your last resort? With a face like yours, you're not even qualified to be a prostitute!"

  Under the warm light of the lamp, his face was perfectly flawless, handsome and charming, but his words were as cold as ice, making Xia Zhitong, who had been burning with passion, shiver involuntarily.

  Xia Zitong panted rapidly, her eyes suddenly widening, tears welling up in them, and her hand slowly slid towards the pocket of her clothes, intending to take out a special perfume from it.

  The man saw that she had made a move, and before she could grab another bottle of perfume, he immediately stretched out his hand to grasp her slender wrist. Xia Zhitong let out a painful cry again, forced to look up at the man's cold and stern eyes.

  "What trick are you going to play now?"

  Xia Zhitong's cheeks were pinched, and he could only weakly shake his head...

  "I... I didn't..." A weak protest escaped from trembling pale lips.

  The man's hand dragged her head, the other slowly slid to the clavicle in front of her chest, the smooth skin was more delicate than the finest sheep fat. Her urgent breathing made her body tremble slightly, like a shy little lamb, somewhat shy and disobedient!

  Xia Zitong was so frightened that she shook violently! Her hands resisted and pounded against the man's body.

  The man's sharp eyes flashed with a hint of anger, his hand exerted a bit more force, and he dragged her to the bedside, then threw her down heavily. The woman's soft body quickly sank deeply into the soft bed sheets.

  "Want to capture, so release?" The man sneered, circling his chest and stepping closer. Before Xia Zitong could get up to resist, his large palm had already torn open a slit in her tight little dress!

  "I'm actually very interested in trying it out, what Season Maple this old fox sent me is a dessert or... poison!"

  The man's scorching body covered hers, and the more she struggled, the tighter he pressed.

  She really wanted to push him away, but... she couldn't, really had no way to resist the man's kiss, as dense as rain, stirring up the flower in her heart that was rippling with waves...

  "No! Sir, I really didn't mean it that way, you...you misunderstood!!"