If i can't take it anymore

The man's fingertip lightly touched her cheek. His deep eyes were filled with a deep meaning.

His gaze slowly shifted from her forehead to her tightly shut eyes.

Lingxuyao leaned forward, the scorching Qi getting closer, Jiang Shuxia subconsciously retreated a little, her body leaning backwards.

His lips curled up into a smile as he gripped her waist with his large palm. His breath was burning as he asked, "What are you afraid of?"

Hearing this, the woman's butterfly like eyelashes slightly trembled, but she still stubbornly refused to open her eyes.

"Shuxia, tell me, what are you afraid of?" Lingxuyao's voice was deep and magnetic, with a hint of bewitchment, causing one to be unable to refrain from sinking deep into the abyss.

What could she be afraid of? Jiang Shuxia's heart was faintly bitter.

Now, this man clearly knew how to maintain the balance between them.