Xia Nuan’s heart stopped beating suddenly. There was Ye Sichen’s exclusive, cold mint smell in the room. The smell lingered rapidly with that of Xia Nuan, like a chain reaction. The desire she buried in her heart was suddenly ignited by him. Her pulse kept pounding, and she couldn’t even breathe.

Ye Sichen’s dark eyes were like a deep sea that was calm with anger.

Xia Nuan tried to get rid of his constraint, but she was gripped by him tightly ...