Chapter 11 - Look at her small feet
Tang Mo’er’s heart jumped. Given that she had come across many men before, she was able to tell whenever they had thoughts about her. This man’s words were simply too… profound.
Looking up towards him, she cocked her head in question, “What does it have to do with you if I end it or not?”
Gu Mohan’s eyes became smouldering black. Stretching out his long legs, he walked quickly towards her.
His aura was simply too strong, crushing everything around it with a force akin to a high-speed sledgehammer. His eyes were like gunmetal, sharp and precipitated many things, as if he was able to see through her at a glance.
She was still too young in his presence.
Tang Mo’er backed away, her tiny steps small and subtle. However, her lithe body had hit the wall, leaving her with no room to move.
A gush of air rushed into her nostrils and lingered about, teasing her face and dancing around the tendrils framing her face. It was a scent that was undeniably masculine. His odor was perfect for someone like him — strong yet full of vigor, making it easy for one to be addicted.