I don't know how he did it, but the man's exquisite face suddenly closed in, his sculpted features magnified N times in Xiao Qing's eyes. Before she could react, his slender fingers pinched her chin, coercing her to lift her head and meet his deep eyes.
"Xiao Qing, if I find out that you've been with other men in the past five years, I won't mind..."
Xiao Qing's heart trembled. Oh brother, can you please not pause there? I thought you were about to kill me.
Yet, what he said was: "I won't mind... chopping those men up. Whatever part of them touched you, I'll have people cut it off... If their bodies touched you... I will tear them apart, into a thousand pieces!"
Hearing such bloody and violent words, Xiao Qing subconsciously shrank her neck but couldn't move because he had gripped her chin.
It hurt, and she spoke unclearly, "Let go of me, let go of me first..."
"I'm not..."
Xiao Qing felt like crying.
