"Are you sure you want to play with fire like this?"
His voice was as low as rolling thunder, carrying an unmistakable signal of danger. Shen Niantang’s heart suddenly began to race; she finally realized what she had inadvertently provoked. Her fingers tightened unconsciously on the edge of the vanity, yet she stubbornly refused to show weakness.
"I was just asking if it looked good..."
Chapter 88