Angel kept talking as she walked up to Su Junhao, her hand gently wrapping around his neck. The scent on her body seeped into his breath. Su Junhao drew in a deep breath, then turned his face back, looking at Angel, his gaze locking straight onto her eyes.
He reached out and slowly peeled off her arm that was wrapped around his neck, bit by bit.
His eyes were cold as he looked at her, his voice like it had been dipped in ice. "The reason I don't look at you is out of respect. I never imagined that one day you'd become like this, actually using your body to seduce a man. A woman who doesn't even respect herself still wants to talk about love?"
He stuffed the pajama into Angel's hand. "Put some clothes on and go back. The water at your place should have receded by now."
