บท 314: Put on your clothes and get lost.

She shyly and gently undid the buttons on her dress and slowly shifted closer to him.

Her long dress slipped off her body and fell to the ground in a heap as she inched her way to him. Her fair and smooth body became totally exposed in the cold, crisp air.

A veil of anger flashed across his face as the pupils in his eyes contracted.

"Zhe, I give myself to you tonight. Will you please want me?"

The woman walked up to him; her arms slowly circled around the man's sturdy waist, and she gently placed her soft lips on his chest.

She tried to melt his hardened heart with her sweet tenderness.

As she was hoping the man to make the next move—

The man's frosty voice was heard over her head. "Put them on."

"… What?" She looked up and stared into his penetrating orbs in surprise.

"Put on your clothes and get lost!"

It was still that frosty tone.