Looking at Han Shasha's alluring and fiery body, Young Master Liu couldn't help but feel an itch.
Rubbing his hands excitedly, Young Master Liu walked up to Han Shasha.
Ouch!
A sudden exclamation.
Just as Young Master Liu's hand touched Han Shasha's body, he suddenly jumped back as if burned by a fire, experiencing sharp pain.
Instantly, he was scorched and withered.
Bizarre! How could this woman's body feel like this! Young Master Liu thought, rubbing his red and swollen hand with a peculiar expression.
Unbelieving, he reached out his hand to touch Han Shasha's exposed arm.
A strong burning sensation came, as if he was touching a red-hot branding iron instead of a young girl's delicate body.
Young Master Liu was anxious, scratching his head; such a beautiful woman right in front of him, yet he couldn't touch her, it couldn't be more frustrating.
Two hours later, Han Shasha woke up. When she found her clothes had been taken off, she screamed in fright.
