Merciful
Xing Bi felt the space constrict around her. There was the wall on her back and Nian in the front with his arms at the sides. It wasn't helping that his thumb was pressed on her lower lip, making her unable to focus on her escape.
"Y-you don't barge in someone's house a-and do these kinds of things…"
His index finger twirled a lock of her damp hair like a coil around it. "What kinds of things?"
This man definitely knows what I am talking about!
While Xing Bi was busy trying hard not to get sucked in by his pheromones, Nian on the other side, was busy staring at her neckline that continued down to give him a sneak at the slit between her breasts. The moistness from her hair was making her neck shine slightly with dampness as well. A desire to do something more than just holding her lurked in his irises.