Xia Yinian felt faint, like she might pass out at any moment.
It was as if she were a fish laying on the chopping board, life or death depending solely on the decision of the person holding the knife.
And Gu Beicheng, right now, was clearly the one holding the knife.
His hand touched her body, his fingertips tracing her skin.
The heat from his fingertips made Xia Yinian shiver all at once.
"Don't move." Gu Beicheng's voice was indescribably hoarse, his Adam's apple trembling slightly.
Unfortunately, Xia Yinian couldn't see it.
But given the current situation, even if she could see it, she wouldn't be seduced by his sexiness.
If she could see, her heart would definitely be even more flustered.
Yet, those red marks still pained his eyes.
He really hadn't exerted any force; he couldn't understand how.
"Does it hurt?" His fingertips brushed over the red marks, this time with absolute gentleness.
Xia Yinian bit her lip, held back her tears, and remained silent.
