Don’t Smell It

Jiang Ming was completely rendered speechless by the pouting behavior of Bing Tong that was void of her princess and royalty demeanor. 

Not to mention, when did he had ever treated her as some prostitute in the street? Besides, he had only kissed and groped her slightly but had never gone over the line into deflowering her. 

Alas, all of those could only be kept in his mind and not be voiced out. Otherwise, that was equivalent to asking for a death sentence. 

Slowly, he extended his hand and started patting her back lightly. 

"I don't know how you got that conjecture, but never once did I take you for some prostitute." His voice was serene and soothed the emotions in her mind. 

While patting her back, Jiang Ming could feel her smooth curve line and her fragrance was hitting his nose, prompting him to feel an undesirable heat in his lower part.