He wanted... her?
Hearing Bai Yao say such blunt words in public, Jiang Xinli suddenly widened her eyes.
"A Yao, today you—" are really acting strange...
She raised her face in his arms, looking at him with confusion.
The elegant man with long snow-white hair and jade-green eyes like two deep, secluded pools had lost his usual aloof self-control. Instead, he radiated an intense, dark desire that threatened to devour her.
The night was too dark; she didn't catch the fleeting flash of crimson, fervor, and paranoia in the man's eyes.
Nor did she see the trace of a slightly fragile, powerless struggle entangled within that redness.
That unfamiliar red, bearing intense possessiveness and predatory instinct, along with a despicable desire to crush her and meld her into his very bones and blood, completely pulverized any remaining restraint.
Yue Hua Yin calmly glanced at Bai Yao, an imperceptible smile flashing through his sharp silver eyes.
