Xia Yinian's fingers tensed, her body trembling continuously.
She could vividly feel Gu Beicheng's restraint.
With the two of them so close, any slight movement from him could cause her great panic.
Yet he was indeed holding back, and for that at least, Xia Yinian was grateful.
The sweat on Gu Beicheng's forehead, trickling down his handsome face, landed on her chest.
The temperature of the sweat was so high it almost scalded her.
It was so hard for him to restrain himself, yet he was still doing it; this man did have a bit of conscience.
"Uncle, my relationship with him is just like this, we became agreement boyfriend and girlfriend, just to please the Old Madam."
She bit her lower lip, making a final effort to save herself: "Young Master Ling said that the Old Madam is in poor health and must not be agitated..."
"Are you threatening me?" Gu Beicheng narrowed his eyes.
