The Words Ji Nuan Spoke Almost Caused the Composure He Had Maintained for More Than Twenty Years to Collapse

The man's voice was husky and teasing. Ji Nuan could hardly take it.

Especially right now… he was in so much discomfort…

Ji Nuan naturally felt apologetic toward Mo Jingshen. She felt that even if she had to do it all, there was nothing to be ashamed of. She reached over, wanting to tug on the belt hidden beneath his shirt.

Mo Jingshen abruptly pressed her hands down. His gaze was heavy, and it carried boundless darkness and depth as he stared at this little woman who did not fear death.

"Even surveillance cameras will have blind spots. Let's find a corner where it won't be able to capture anything." Ji Nuan did not wish to see him hiding his pain and took the initiative to scan the bathroom and the surroundings of the tub. "Here, after closing the lights and blocking it with the door, they surely won't be able to capture anything!"