"Ah Ze..." Jiang Xinli reached out and gently pushed him.
The man's broad, solid chest was like a small mountain, not budging an inch. Instead, he pressed even closer.
His bent knee nudged forward gently, and a slight tremor ran through Jiang Xinli's body.
She fought back the tingling, electric ache spreading through her and said in an increasingly delicate voice, "Ah Ze, don't be jealous and let your imagination run wild, okay?"
She had almost forgotten that Sheng Tianze's true form was a tiger, and he was also a Leo.
'A Leo tiger... His stats for possessiveness and control must be maxed out...'
"Ah Ze..." she murmured in a low voice.
The girl's soft, pliant voice was like a feather, lightly brushing across the man's heart.
The heat surging within Sheng Tianze grew more intense.
