Chapter 1321

Baili Xia thought her silver needle would definitely hit Mu Xiaojiu.

She had even planned ahead, thinking she should first remove the needle from his arm afterward.

If she were really to hurt him, she ultimately couldn’t bear to.

But unexpectedly, the Uncle who had been walking toward her just moments ago suddenly vanished without a trace.

She truly couldn’t see him anymore!

It wasn’t a hallucination, nor was there something wrong with her mind.

It was that… Uncle had truly disappeared in a turn.

The silver needle flew out, landing with a thud on the armrest of a small sofa not far away.

Baili Xia hadn’t even had time to react when suddenly, with a snap sound, the lights in the room went completely dark.

A gust of wind swept past her neck, and she instinctively struck toward her left side with a palm.

Thinking it would be easy for him to dodge, she was surprised that he didn’t dodge at all.

The palm landed on his chest with a resounding slap.

That chest, solid as steel, felt no different from iron.

That strike didn’t hurt him—if anything, the pain was so sharp that she almost shed tears.

This body… what on earth is it made of?

A surge of overwhelming strength assaulted her, panic flooding Baili Xia as she reflexively stepped back.

She retreated, he advanced, effortlessly pinning her against the desk in an instant.

Mu Xiaojiu leaned in slightly, forcing Baili Xia’s body to arch backward, completely locking them into a domineering man-above-woman stance.

“Why?” Baili Xia still couldn’t figure it out—how did he manage that just now?

The silver needle shot out, and last time even Nangong Yun had no choice but to stand stunned as he got hit.

But him… the silver needle hadn’t even touched his sleeve!

Mu Xiaojiu didn’t answer her question.

Instead, he took her hand and examined the bracelet on her wrist in the darkness.

“Don’t fiddle with it. It has a hidden mechanism.” His long fingers lingered on the bracelet, and Baili Xia panicked immediately.

She was most afraid of him messing around, triggering the silver needles with or without the anesthetic.

It would be disastrous to hit anyone.

Mu Xiaojiu’s fingers gently glided over the bracelet before finally releasing her hand, letting his fingertips come to rest on her chin.

Baili Xia felt a sudden tightness at her chin as her face was lifted by him: “You…”

She frowned, disliking this sort of dynamic the most.

Every time, she ended up being the one pressed down by him—she really hated this!

Too powerless!

“The bracelet is nice. It’s effective for ordinary people, but it’s not foolproof.”

He leaned further forward, pressing his waist tightly against hers.

Once again, she was pinned firmly under his unyielding body!

Baili Xia bit her lip in anger: “Stop messing around! I could take you down at any moment!”

He let go of her with his broad hand, and she immediately pressed her bracelet against his waist.

“At this distance, do you think I could hit you?” she sneered.

Mu Xiaojiu, however, remained unfazed, suddenly bending down closer to her.

His scorching breath lightly brushed against her ear.

“If the distance were a bit closer, it’d be even easier to hit. Say… zero distance.”

At first, Baili Xia didn’t catch his meaning, but as she thought about it, her face instantly burned red-hot.

“Mu Xiaojiu, you… you shameless!”

This man!

How could he be so shameless and utterly brazen?

Just earlier at the banquet hall, he had been a picture of cold, elegant nobility.

But now, with only the two of them here, he had immediately transformed into a deplorable rogue.

How could he have the nerve to say something like that?

The man pinning her down suddenly let out a faint chuckle, tilting his head to gently nibble on her earlobe.

“How could I possibly say something so shameless, right?”