Perhaps it was too dim, but the stretch of her neck exposed to the light seemed particularly pale.
Pale like a source of light within the room, enticingly white, beckoning a man to err.
Wei Shu's Adam's apple bobbed.
He inwardly despised himself.
His body was this weak, and Luoluo was pregnant, what on earth was he thinking!
He never knew he could be so moved by such a small patch of fair skin.
Su Luo had waited a long time without getting a response and looked up to see the man staring straight at her.
His eyes dark and shiny, like a wild beast wanting to devour her.
Su Luo's voice took on a touch of displeasure, "Your Highness, did you hear what I just said? I understand you miss your late wife, but I am me, and your late wife is your late wife, do not confuse the two!"
Even if you look good, don't expect me to be a substitute for your late wife.
She was a pregnant woman with dignity!
She would definitely not be dazzled by a man's charm.
