Lin Shen saw Tian Xun as nothing but a mosaic of human shape, and the seductive gesture didn't elicit any special feeling in him.
Tian Xun originally intended to tease Lin Shen, but seeing him with no reaction at all, as if his gaze upon her was no different from staring at the air, she felt somewhat uncomfortable for reasons unknown.
She was supposed to undo just the first button, but she undid two, revealing a large expanse of snow-white skin and a deep, unfathomable cleavage.
Regrettably, this beautiful scene was not for Lin Shen to enjoy; it was all mosaics to him.
Tian Xun saw no change in Lin Shen's gaze, as if the most beautiful mountain scenery were no more than pork to him, stirring in her a nearly murderous impulse.
Holding down the rage in her heart, Tian Xun's fingers slid over her sensuous collarbone; in between her collarbones, on the snow-white skin, an odd crystal seemed to have grown, as though congealed from fresh blood.