262 I won't be the man you're ashamed to see_1

Jiang Xi saw naked desire in Rong Nian's eyes, and her mouth went dry.

"You, you stop this..."

"What am I doing?" Rong Nian met her gaze for a moment before his eyes shifted to his own index finger.

His fingertip glided over her neck, lightly tapped the collar of her cheongsam, and settled on the left side's knot.

Jiang Xi couldn't help trembling slightly at his actions, "Rong Nian, this is your home."

"Hmm, I know." Rong Nian slightly lowered his head, his thin lips brushing against her chin as they moved upwards without actually kissing.

The heat of his breath sprayed on Jiang Xi's face, this approach more stimulating than a direct kiss.

Just like a condemned person, who always clings to hope before the guillotine falls.

Jiang Xi's entire body broke out in goosebumps; she turned her head away, and Rong Nian didn't try to turn her face back, whispering in her ear, "If I take you like this, this lovely cheongsam will get wrinkled."