Sorry

Nan Zhi was not wearing a bra and after unfastening a few of her buttons, a large section of her snow-white skin was revealed.

She refused to let him continue and held on to her pajamas tightly with both hands.

Mu Sihan frowned. He had a quick glance and saw the bruises on her snow white skin.

She was right. He was an as*hole to her last night.

But he was too used to getting his way. Even if he realized he was in the wrong, he could not make himself apologize.

Nan Zhi buttoned up her pajamas.

She lowered her eyes, her long eyelashes casting two shadows on her face. He moved his thin lips slightly. "Give me your hand."

Nan Zhi did not know what he wanted to do and met with his gaze for a few seconds before losing under his dark and domineering gaze.

She stretched out a hand.