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He's a Cold-Blooded Devil

Editor: Atlas Studios

Looking at his white suit pants that were now stained by the coffee, she saw that it was still steaming slightly. Nan Zhi's mouth twitched.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to…" She wanted to put the coffee cup on the table but he suddenly waved his hand over and she dropped the cup accidentally.

This time, it also landed on his crotch.

Nan Zhi saw it landing hard and she felt pained for him.

…And for herself.

She was doomed.

Originally, his functioning was still all right, but this time he was scalded and hit, he might not be able to function in the future!

Mu Sihan's expression had turned completely dark.

The drop onto his sensitive area was so painful that he was unable to speak for a while.

Nan Zhi reacted first. She knelt down quickly and took the coffee cup away. Then she used the sleeve of her sweater to wipe the coffee stain on the crotch area of his pants.