The scar

"You want me to think of you as a sack of potato?"Wan Yi Jun's dark eyes narrowed a little when he repeated Ming Yue's odd comparison. 

She is one of the prettiest women he has ever seen and even comparing her with a potato sack was a brutal crime.

However, watching Ming Yue looking at him with the coldest pair of eyes, he couldn't help but think about their first meeting.

"You were literally roaming in a bath towel when you came here for the first time."

"I had no choices at that time but to roam in a bath towel because of someone else's clumsiness." Ming Yue sternly conceded. Well, at that time, she was confident that they will never meet again. However, things are not the same anymore. Even if she wanted to ignore it, she had seen the desire glinting in Wan Yi Jun's eyes for her. 

Now that they are alone in this place, she just prayed that nothing goes out of her control.