But things always go against her wishes!
When she was caught and directly thrown over Mu Yichen's shoulder, and then perfectly tossed onto the bed, Qin Mu experienced a dizzying helplessness!
"Now can you tell me properly, which other men have you kissed before?"
Mu Yichen instantly pounced but still maintained a condescending stance.
His authority was undeniable, and she gazed at him with trepidation.
"I haven't kissed anyone else! You're the only one who has kissed my lips!"
Qin Mu, though fearful in her eyes, was very candid.
"Oh? Then tell me the names of those bastards who've kissed your cheeks!"
Mu Yichen changed his questioning approach, his dark eagle eyes piercing into the depths of hers, leaving no room for any concealment.
"Names..."
Qin Mu's lively eyes looked at Mu Yichen's grim expression, her throat parched, and at this moment, her poor memory made her doubt herself.
