Chapter 80

The man's hand froze mid-air, suspended beside her face. His palm lightly grazed her skin, giving the impression of a gentle caress. The smooth, soft texture beneath his touch made it difficult to pull away.

As he gazed at her mischievous, playful expression, something stirred within him. What his heart desired, his hand followed suit—his thumb and forefinger closed in, giving her cheek a light pinch.

Even with the gentlest pressure, her face turned red.

Seeing the glint of fury flash in her beautiful eyes, his slightly lowered gaze curved into a lazy smile. "You truly are a delicate flower, one that deserves proper care."

For a fleeting moment, QingWu was caught off guard by the amusement sparkling in his eyes.

This man's good looks could really be lethal.

Snapping out of her daze, QingWu slapped his hand away and scolded, "A warrior should behave like one! Why are you copying those courtesans, smiling like some seductress?"