Seeing that Qian Daoliu had no reaction, a trace of disgust flashed through Bo Saixi's eyes. She thought he was greedily wanting to see more and prepared to keep undressing.
But how could it be greed? He was simply too shocked. Qian Daoliu was so astonished that he did not know what to say.
Seeing Bo Saixi preparing to continue, Qian Daoliu hurriedly flashed in front of her and grabbed her hand, finally stopping her.
Bo Saixi mocked, "What? Do you want to do it yourself?"
Qian Daoliu looked pained. "Xixi, you misunderstand me. This... that wasn't what I meant. You know that."
"Even if I wronged you, you shouldn't humiliate yourself like this, Xixi. Don't debase yourself, all right? Why don't you slap me? As long as it helps you vent your anger, I'll have no complaints."
Bo Saixi pulled her hand back and gave a cold snort.
Of course she knew Qian Daoliu would not force her. She understood him far too well.
To put it bluntly, even if she threw herself into his arms, Qian Daoliu would probably flee instead. That was simply his nature.
"What exactly do you want?"
Seeing that she did not persist, Qian Daoliu's expression finally improved somewhat. He then crouched down and picked up her coat for her.
"Put this on first, then we'll talk."
Bo Saixi obediently put her clothes back on, then asked, "And then?"
Seeing her icy gaze, Qian Daoliu's heart ached again.
That gaze was not merely cold. It was like a sharp ice awl viciously stabbing into his heart.
"Xixi, don't be like this. I won't do anything to you. I had someone bring you back to Spirit Hall only to protect you," Qian Daoliu explained, hoping only that she would not continue hating him.
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