Chapter 433: Uncle be gentle 10_1

Baili Xia’s eyes held a hint of mist, the sting in her nose.

She was untouched when Uncle first wanted her.

Because it was her first time, and he was too forceful, she almost fainted several times that day.

Uncle knew all this, didn’t he?

So why did he insist on suspecting something was going on between her and Jin?

“Did I ever say I don’t believe you?

Your Jin doesn’t want you, do you think I’m blind?”

When she left, it was her who clung onto his last moments.

The look in Dongfang Jin’s eyes, despite his reluctance to let go, filled more with resentment.

Under such circumstances, it was impossible for the two to engage in intimate relations.

But where did this resentment come from?

Without love, where is the hatred?

Did he think to tell him that Dongfang Jin was not really into her?

Did he consider himself too foolish to even realize this?

Baili Xia felt helpless in the face of his words.

Since he knew that Jin didn’t want her, why was he acting this way?

“He may not want you, but you…

still keep him in heart.”

Mu Xiaojiu suddenly lifted his head from her shoulder hollow, his eyes lowered, staring at her face.

The beautiful, delicate pink lips, slightly dampened, appeared even more enticing.

She was almost entranced!

Fortunately, she gained her composure in time.

At this moment, this man was belittling her.

If she allowed herself to be enchanted by him, even she…

would despise herself.

“He was drugged by Lu Xuening, he’s in danger.”

She clenched her fists firmly, not daring to look at him, yet not daring to deceive him.

“Uncle, I…

can’t just watch him being controlled by Lu Xuening all his life.”

Taking a deep breath, at last, she raised her head to meet his gaze.

“Uncle, please, help me.”

“Even if you want to punish me, please help me, save him.”

“What do you want me to do for you?” He suddenly let go of her hand.

Regaining the freedom of her hands, Baili Xia immediately began to grasp at her collar, trying to pull her clothes together.

Mu Xiaojiu’s cold voice fell from above, “Is this the way you beg?”

Baili Xia started, instinctively stopping her actions and looking up at him.

“Did I let you dress?” He raised an eyebrow.

“Uncle.” Although, in his presence, her body had long lost any secrets.

But this was outdoors, on the balcony…

“Tell me what you really want from me?” He stood straight, letting her go.

It was only when his heavy form no longer pressed against her that Baili Xia felt even her breathing eased considerably.

She clutched the sides of her clothes, intending to put them on, but his words earlier made her hesitate.

Mu Xiaojiu suddenly turned and walked inside.

Baili Xia took another deep breath, hastily pulling her clothes back together.

Two buttons on her clothes were missing, and she had no idea where they fell.

All she could do was grasp her collar tightly to prevent any more exposure.

When she entered the room and saw Mu Xiaojiu heading for the wine cabinet, she didn’t know whether to follow or not.

“If you are fond of being peeped at, I don’t mind leaving the windows open.” The man ahead said indifferently.

Baili Xia immediately turned around, sealing the French windows tightly and drawing the curtains.

But as she turned to look at him, she was embarrassed again.

Closing the windows, pulling the curtains…

what did that mean?

Was this act suggesting that something is about to happen?

Although it wasn’t their first time, no matter how many times it had happened, she still lacked the courage to take the initiative in his presence.

Initiating was just too embarrassing, too…

shameful.