Chapter 167 - A Slap In Your Face Is Small Punishment (1/2)

Inside the room, the air was getting hotter.

Xiao Hua's tall body was pressing her against the door and his legs were intertwined with hers... From the outside view, that position was totally awkward.

Yue Wan's warm body stuck up to his without an inch gap, her rapid heart bead loud enough for him to hear and feel. They were so close that their breaths were intertwined together.

Xiao Hua's tall body was covering her as he stared into her eyes.

His eyes held a tide of deep emotions that seemed to drown her.

He glanced at her still reddened and swollen eyes. Although the swelling had reduced a bit, it was visible in a close encounter. 'Did she cry?'

Yue Wan, who lived with him for 4 years as a wife, had never been this close to him before… well, except that night. She tried to control her emotions, but she couldn't avoid blushing. Her usually pink cheeks were thoroughly red. Her long eyelashes trembled in fright with tear and pain from the wrist.

In a brittle voice. she yelped: ”P...a..i..n!”

Xiao Hua's ċhėst was burning hot when he saw her frightened expression hidden behind that blush. He felt as if someone had stabbed his ċhėst repeatedly. He propped himself up and released her. Under the dim light, he saw her biting her pink lips with trembling lips. She seemed as if she was going to fly into a rage but afraid to do so.

The moment he let go of her wrist, Yue Wan swiftly took back her hand with a vow that, she wouldn't allow him to touch her. However, she could still feel the lingering warmth from his palm.

That clean and warm feeling lingered on her skin and gave her a strange sense of feeling, different from Ye Xian's touch.

With great effort, Xiao Hua pressed down the fire in his heart and appeared nonchalant, but seeing her rubbing the wrist, he asked with a concerned voice: ”Is it hurting, Wan?”

Xiao Hua reached out his hand like he wanted to touch the girl's blemish wrist again.

However, as he moved slightly closer, the girl's body started shivering even more. While tears were fighting in her golden eyes.

His outstretched hand stood in midair for a long while, followingly he decided to retract his hand and slowly took a step back.

The man's gaze was pitch-black, 'She is afraid of him, disgust with his touch…Why?'

To ease the mood, in a deep and low voice, he requested: ”Wan, can't we have a proper talk? I have no ill-intentions towards you.”

Yue Wan had a stubborn expression on her face, looking as though even if she died, she would still refuse to move an inch inside the room.

After some time, the man clenched his fists and walked further away from her to give her a feeling of ȧssurance. ”I won't force you. I will take only 10-minutes, after that you can leave the room no one will stop you. Please, Wan....”

The man actually said 'Please'.

At this moment she felt that Xiao Hua's eyes were giving so much pressure. She considered it: 'Only ten minutes. 600 seconds. It will pass like air. Keep your cool, Wan. He is not your husband in this life. We are just strangers. Not only that, there are some things that I need to know.'

Yue Wan pursed her pink lips, stiffly and coldly forced out the word with head staring down. ”Okay.”

Xiao Hua's lips were lifted up into a smile, he released a breath of relief and guided her to the sofa.

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