Rebellious Warmth

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"One!"

Warm knew that he was a man of his word. Even without much interaction, she had a deep understanding of his coldness towards her. When it came to tactics and strategy, she couldn't outplay Ye Nimo, so if she couldn’t beat him, then she would be played by him.

"Two!"

Before Ye Nimo could count to three, Warm leaned forward, pressing herself against his neck, intending to kiss his lips. But Ye Nimo turned away, and her lips ended up on his cheek instead.

She didn't know why he evaded her, but she only looked at him. The look in Ye Nimo's eyes was lifeless and cold, causing the atmosphere to become quiet once more. Due to their position, Warm had no choice but to sit on top of his legs, and to prevent herself from sliding down, she held onto his neck.

The mood between them turned ambiguous.

The air seemed to thin, their breaths close to each other. Two pairs of beautiful eyes gazed at one another, their gazes intertwining in mid-air—a cold presence and a warm one.

He really was very exquisite.

His skin was fair and clean; his eyes were deep and sharp, with lips that curved perfectly. His nose was prominent, even his eyelashes long and curled, thick and elegant. Warmth had never realized how breathtakingly beautiful a man could be when viewed up close.

The depth of his eyes held countless stories, weaving together an aura so compelling it seemed impossible to resist its pull, as if the entire person was bewitched by him.

Warmth moved closer and kissed his lips again.

His lips were tempting, not because of love, but simply captivating one into committing a sin.

You couldn't describe Ye Feimo's complex aura with just words. There was a term that suited it well: ascetic sensuality, knowing it's forbidden yet compelling one to want to experience it. That was the allure and danger this man exuded.

Ye Feimo turned his face away again.

Warming probably doesn't know that Ye Feimo has countless mistresses who could fill an entire central street, but throughout the years, he never allowed anyone else to touch his lips. This seemed to be a peculiar habit of men in the Ye family.

Only "she"… and Warming were exceptions.

That night, he was in a bad mood and mistook her for a gift from someone else. He went along with it, but what he really cared about was just that face.

Warming called out another name while he slept, and wasn't he treating her the same way

A case of mistaken identity.

The second time he kissed her was also an accident. Perhaps because he was too embarrassed and angry last night, he lost control again.

The lips of women always made him feel dirty, except for one.

Warmth was an exception.

Perhaps it was because she wasn't dirty that he kissed her a second time, but this woman had too many exceptions.

She was merely a substitute book; no matter how exceptional, she was still just a substitute book.

The forbidden allure on Ye Feimo's body suddenly made Warmth rebel. She did something even she herself didn't expect—she reached out to grab Ye Feimo’s face and kissed him in an instant.

Very forcefully, very savagely.

She didn’t know how to please men; she only pressed her lips against his, while his gaze was deep and dark, seemingly mocking something. Recalling the only time he had kissed her before, Warmth sucked on his lips with her own. it that Bai""Have you ever seen me suffer a loss In the future, I will take care of it myself."Just then, Bai Xiwen came out of the makeup room, smiling and leaning on Director Lin as she said someth...