Can’t Even Compare to One of Her Toes

Afterward, Xie Limo said casually, "If you don't hurry and put on your clothes, you won't have time to do it when the others come in later."

Shen Jingcui gathered her courage and walked towards Xie Limo. She attempted to go closer to try and seduce Xie Limo.

While Xie Limo was distracted, she would take the chance to embrace him.

However, Xie Limo swung his hand and threw Shen Jingcui to the ground. He said coldly, "Shen Jingcui, since you're a woman, I won't be too harsh on you. Nevertheless, you should stop testing my patience."

Shen Jingcui's heart only grew crazed. The Young Master Xie, who was elegant, graceful and unaffected by seduction, was even more attractive. She felt caught under his spell.

He was just like a poppy flower; bearing poison. Once infected, a woman would be obsessed and unable to extricate herself from him. At that moment, Shen Jingcui was experiencing such a feeling.