Wen Ranchen's Adam's apple quivered as he looked at Shen Jingxian's hair casually scattered behind her. In a deep voice, he said, "Xian'er, come here."
Shen Jingxian obediently walked over, and Wen Ranchen had already taken out a red hairband from the dressing box.
Her long black hair was tied up with the hairband, a butterfly hairpin inserted in her hair, with a single lock cascading down her chest, enhancing her beauty.
Wen Ranchen couldn't help but kiss Shen Jingxian's lips as if a devout believer was kissing their deity.
Shen Jingxian placed her hand on the back of Wen Ranchen's neck without exerting any force, simply finding a point of support.
However, the nape being a vulnerable spot for people meant that someone like Wen Ranchen would be extremely sensitive. It's not something an ordinary person could easily touch, yet he was defenseless against Shen Jingxian.
