Sanniang had never known a man, and she could not bear the searing intensity of Zhao Yi’s gaze. She clutched her left hand over her chest and her right over her most intimate parts, her cheeks burning, her body trembling uncontrollably.
Zhao Yi realized he was losing his composure. With a tactical cough, he turned his head away, though his peripheral vision struggled to pull itself from her form. He had to admit, Sanniang’s figure was truly exquisite.
"You don't have to do this!" Zhao Yi said, though his words were insincere. He added, "Truth be told, my move against Xu Huaipei wasn’t for your sake. It’s because the man kept targeting me relentlessly. That is why I struck back. You have no need to repay me."
Chapter 33