In the darkness, footsteps slowly approached.
Hot breath ghosted across the side of the girl's neck as he deeply inhaled her scent.
A few seconds later, a young male's voice spoke, thick with disdain. "So you *are* sleeping with Xie Youchen. You're covered in his scent. It reeks."
"Aren't you still alive and well?"
Jiang Qingli turned her head aside, putting some distance between them. Her gaze landed on him. "Qin Xiangning, why did you kidnap me?"
"Am I, a Prince, someone you can address by name?"
Now that he'd been found out, Qin Xiangning dropped the pretense.
He had no reason to be afraid of such a delicate female.
He flipped on the light and walked over to stand opposite her.
It had been a while since they'd last met, and not only had his self-righteous tone not changed, it had gotten even worse.
He now looked down on her, his expression imperious. "Besides, this hardly counts as kidnapping. We're just catching up."
