C183 Chapter 183

Gu Lijue let her go at an unhurried pace, a thin, silvery strand still clinging to the corner of his mouth—no telling whose saliva it was. He ran his tongue over his lips, the gesture strangely seductive. His eyes never left Bai Nuochu’s face, watching her reaction from start to finish.

Bai Nuochu was so mortified her toes curled, her neck flushed a deep red.

“Bai Nuochu