Chapter 147: Reckless Girl vs Indifferent Man Who Desires Nothing and Focuses Solely on Self-Cultivation

Andrew Locke grasped Nora Hart's slowly rising fingertips, holding her hand and kneading it as if playing with a rare treasure.

The rough pads of his fingers circled Nora's palm, tickling her.

Nora did not hurry to withdraw her hand; instead, her moist eyes met his directly. As their gazes locked, the atmosphere grew increasingly ambiguous, even permeating the air with the scent of hormones.

Being so close, Nora could faintly catch the smell of sandalwood on Andrew, a forbidden and thrilling sensation surging in her heart.

The scene before her reminded her of reading risqué novels at the back of the classroom during evening self-study sessions in her school days.

A wanton girl vs a cold, aloof male protagonist with no desires.

A classic scene of deities descending to the mortal world.

Nora freed her other hand to continue trailing up along Andrew's abdominal muscles.

When she reached his navel, she playfully pressed down.

Andrew gasped in response.