Baili Xia, wide-eyed with fright, fixated on the tree in front of her.
The man's body pressed against her was burning hot!
She was so terrified that she nearly forgot how to breathe.
Memories from a few days ago in Shengyi's meeting room surged back into her mind.
Now, she was so scared that her legs were trembling.
The girl's body was shivering, much to the satisfaction of Mu Xiaojiu.
He bent down, his thin lips near her ear, and pressed hard against her back again.
"Ah!" Baili Xia couldn't help but cry out in panic.
Mu Xiaojiu chuckled softly, his large hand still holding her soft body firmly. His smooth hand felt so delightful that he couldn't bear to let go.
He turned his head, his lips sliding over her cheek, slowly seeking her mouth.
But Baili Xia quickly turned her face to avoid his, both of her hands pinned above her head. Her body was immobile, her face the only thing she could move to avoid him.