Bab 522: Responding to His Kiss

The man had a familiar, velvety scent with a hint of smoke.

Alarmed and angry, she swung her fist toward the man's face on reflex!

Her fist was easily blocked by the man, though!

The man leaned over slightly and proceeded to grip her shoulders tightly, breathing to her ear, "Don't move; it's me."

She got a shock!

"Mu Yazhe?!"

How did he come in?

The man's mighty and masculine charisma tumbled over and imprisoned her in the darkness.

Why was he here?

Her mind started to whirl after the initial bewilderment.

The development for this area was headed by him. Besides, this bungalow was a gift from him.

Did he have a duplicate set of keys?

The thought of this angered her.

Her heart was still beating erratically from the earlier shock.

Why was this man always so self-centered?

Their clothes brushed against each other's. Past the fabric, the heat from the man's body and breath sent her face aflame.