Chapter 82 - I Will Make You My Woman Tonight (1/2)

Chapter 82: I Will Make You My Woman Tonight

Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

Bo Shaoxiu did not know whether to feel happy or sad.

Nan Zhi had come, but it was for the diary, not for him.

He didn’t know whether to laugh, or scream in rage. It had already been four years, but the pain was as fresh as the day she had left. He had wooed her for two years but his status in her heart was not comparable to a faded, yellowing diary.

It was clear how important that person was to her.

But it did not matter. If he could not get her heart, he would make do with her body. Bo Shaoxiu checked out Nan Zhi secretly. She was wearing a coat and jeans, wrapping herself up tightly.

But the more he could not see anything, the more he wanted to peel her off, layer by layer, and see the beautiful scenery inside.

The image of Nan Zhi’s gracefulness wearing a dress appeared in Bo Shaoxiu’s mind, making his throat tickle.

Nan Yao was pregnant and he could not touch her for the first three months. He missed the taste of women, especially Nan Zhi, who he had never laid his hands on.

His eyes raked over her body hungrily. She was fairer than Nan Yao, more beautiful, tall and slender and seeing her now, would be gentler and more compatible in bed. He could see her, writhing beneath him, moaning as their bodies moved together. His throat tightened.

Seeing how Bo Shaoxiu was looking at her with l.u.s.tful eyes, Nan Zhi smirked coldly.

“Where’s the diary?”

Bo Shaoxiu threw the towel off his hands and came close to Nan Zhi, he was like a stalking panther to its prey. Nan Zhi backed away until her back hit the cabinet.

Bo Shaoxiu placed both of his hands at the sides of Nan Zhi, trapping her between his arms and the cabinet. His brown eyes stared at her intently. “Zhizhi, Sijing has already been locked in the police station for three days, how long are you planning to keep her there?”

Nan Zhi found it funny. “I am not the young lady of the Nan family anymore, how could I possibly influence the police to do my bidding?”

“Nan Yao said you…”