A dozen or so minutes later, a weak and disheveled Baili Xia finally managed to straighten out her clothes, then fled from behind the faux hill in a flurry of panic.
Afterward, she did not even dare to glance back at the man behind her, fleeing towards the main gate of Sihai Residence as if running for her life.
Before long, that petite figure vanished from Mu Xiaojiu's sight.
He raised his hand, his long fingers trailing over his own lips. The taste of the exquisite pleasure he had experienced was still lingering.
Yet, he could only watch the young woman flee, as he was unable to chase after her.
He cast his gaze towards his abdomen, his thin lips pressed tightly together. Flickers of helplessness appeared in his eyes.
His body was still rigid. How could he step through that door if he didn't let himself calm down first?
...Baili Xia ran all the way, not willing to stop even after she had left Sihai Residence, heading for the main banquet hall.