Tang Xi bit her lip tightly.
Her back was frail and slender, tense all over. Upon hearing the man's words, a surge of grievance welled up. She looked at him; smoke obscured his face, the contours of his handsomeness barely visible, but his eyes' emotions remained undiscernible.
Her lips trembled with a hoarse voice, "You said that for these three months, we're just pretending to be a couple, you wouldn't touch me."
Upon hearing this, the man exhaled a faint puff of smoke, then his thin lips curved slightly, "I must have also mentioned that whatever your past romantic history is, since you've gone to such lengths to crawl into my bed, keep a distance from those men outside. How did you do that? Hmm? Not seeing you for a few days, and you've become Xiao Chi's girlfriend, even seducing a playboy like him; who knows what dirty things you've been doing behind my back."
