Hu Han didn’t have a single piece of cloth to cover herself as she knelt before Nie Tian. The curves of her back and bottom were very tempting.

She bowed her head and didn’t dare to meet Nie Tian’s gaze. She was barely able to cover her breasts with her crossed, slightly trembling arms. Even so, a large proportion of her milky white breasts were shown.

Cheeks flushed, she looked like a beautiful flower waiting to be picked.

Nie Tian, however, gazed coldly at her as he walked up to her. He stopped before her and didn’t utter a word.

Hu Han’s appearance was only slightly above average. Even Ye Qin and Qin Yan were more beautiful than her, not to mention Dong Li or Pei Qiqi, who possessed city-felling beauty.

Nie Tian knew that she had betrayed him to save her younger brother. However, Ma Jiu had cut off her brother’s fingers anyways.

Seeing that Nie Tian wasn’t talking, Hu Han felt increasingly nervous. She couldn’t help looking up at Nie Tian, but all she could see in Nie Tian’s eyes was coldness. Not a shred of desire could be seen.

With a sorrowful sigh, she said, “I know that, considering your status, you must have met many beautiful, young women. Clearly, I can’t compete with them, but I... I’ve preserved...