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Chapter 100: The Pride in His Bones Forbade Him From Doing So

Chapter 100: The Pride in His Bones Forbade Him From Doing So
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The usual formal and composed Fu Huai’an was saying such raw things unabashedly and with a burning gaze. Lin Nuan could almost feel her face burning.

Her heart was almost at her throat ready to leap out of her mouth. Surprisingly… as she listened to these words she would usually consider degenerate, she was so ashamed that her whole body was hot, but she didn’t feel any disgust.

“Pervert!” Lin Nuan scorned.

“If you call me a pervert, then what are you? Your body clearly enjoys how I treat you, so why is your mouth betraying you?”

Fu Huai’an said as he caressed Lin Nuan’s body with his large hands, his slender long fingers full of strength, his deep attractive voice more alluring than ever, like an intoxicating siren.

Shame filled Lin Nuan’s heart as her body tensed up and she looked troubled… Her whole body was burning hot. She tried to squirm away and escape, yet her senses became more and more alert, especially when his cold watch chain contacted her skin – she couldn’t help but shake and nearly became soft as a pillow on her seat.

She abashedly lowered her voice and tried to pull back her hand from Fu Huai’an’s. “Stop it!”

Fu Huai’an cooperatively stopped. He observed Lin Nuan’s blushing face and asked, “Then Lin Nuan, what is your answer? Do you want to give it a try?”

Fu Huai’an’s topic changed too fast. Lin Nuan suddenly felt her brain get stuck. “Try what?”

“Being in a relationship with a man.”

By her ears, Lin Nuan heard a male voice so sexy that it could make one’s body tremble.

Being in a relationship by itself sounded delicate and lovely. But once he added in ‘with a man’, it had an extra taste of desire in it, especially when Fu Huai’an’s area was pressed up against her. Lin Nuan’s breathing was messed up.

Lin Nuan was clear of what he meant…

Being in a relationship with a boy was just holding hands in a platonic fashion; but being in a relationship with a man, especially one like Fu Huai’an, meant that they would passionately be rolling into bed at any minute.

He said that when he saw the girl he liked he would imagine her taking off her clothes, naked.

Lin Nuan found it difficult to imagine what other activities they could do besides making love if every time she met Fu Huai’an, all he could think about was her being naked.

Not knowing whether she had already become thick-faced thanks to Fu Huai’an’s provocation, she already felt uneasy as she thought of it.

Fu Huai’an’s character under his formal suit attire wasn’t as grounded and righteous as the persona he’d constantly put up. That adequately showed Lin Nuan what a bastard in a suit was.

She turned her head and answered half-heartedly, “I don’t know…”

Lin Nuan’s fair neck and her red ears were exposed right before Fu Huai’an’s eyes. His lips were dry and his gaze was burning.

How could he be content with just a kiss? He calmed himself down and said plainly, “Lin Nuan, answer my question. Stop escaping it.”

“Let go of me first…” Lin Nuan forced herself to calm down.

Perhaps he wanted to hear what Lin Nuan had to say; he let go of her in the end.

Their clothes were both wrinkled, especially Lin Nuan’s…

She stood up straight and tidied up her clothes as well as her emotions.

Lin Nuan was afraid of Fu Huai’an. Speaking from their sexes, he was a man and she was a woman, hence there was a considerable difference in their strength. If he was going to use force, Lin Nuan didn’t have the confidence that she could escape.

But no matter how afraid she was of him, she still had to make clear her point.

Despite his words and actions to Lin Nuan not being gentlemanly enough, she still believed successful men like Fu Huai’an would never make a woman settle for doing it with him if they were unwilling. The pride in his bones would forbid him from doing so.

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