Nan Zhi initially thought that Mu Sihan would get angry and get to the end of the matter . However, she did not expect for him to return the b.u.t.ton to her after he stared at it for a while .

His silence was almost unnerving .

Not wanting to lose it, Nan Zhi put the b.u.t.ton back in her bag properly . She noticed that the man leaning against the wall had a strange expression when she turned her head .

His handsome face looked a little pale .

Nan Zhi sniffed the air . There seemed to be the faint scent of blood permeating in the air apart from the smell of burning wood .

“Young Master Mu, are you injured?”

Mu Sihan's dense eyelashes were drooped as they blocked his pair of dark black eyes . His thin lips were slightly pursed under his well-defined nose . It seemed like he did not have any energy left to speak, as he merely shook his head .

Nan Zhi did not noticed how strange he was acting before, since she was extremely tense from the fear and adrenaline . However, she knew that he was acting completely strange right now .

She sniffed the air again .

It wasn't her imagination . There was definitely the scent of blood in the air .

Furrowing her slender eyebrows tightly, she stood up immediately and approached the man . “Where are you hurt?”

“I'm fine . Sit properly . Don't come over!”

Nan Zhi acted like she did not hear him . She crouched in front of him and stared at him with bright eyes . Her throat was slightly tight as she said, “Where exactly are you hurt?”

His forehead was covered by his black short hair . Nan Zhi thought that his head was injured and she reached her fingers out to push the hair on his forehead away .

Her slender and soft fingertip swept across his handsome forehead . It was not injured . She was about to retract her fingers when the man suddenly grabbed her wrist .

As he had used some force, she fell onto his strong thigh .

“What are you doing?” Nan Zhi was very afraid that she would touch his injury and agitate it . She struggled to stand up . However, the man had his grip on her slender waist very tightly . His well-defined and cold handsome face leaned towards hers . “Are you seducing me?”

Nan Zhi watched his gaze land on her chest . She followed his gaze and lowered her head .

The collar of her evening gown had split open unknowingly, revealing her strapless bra and the creamy skin inside . Both of her b.r.e.a.s.t.s were pushed tightly together, creating a deep and alluring curve . Half of her b.r.e.a.s.t.s were exposed outside and it was more than a little…

Nan Zhi immediately blanked out . “I-I'm not . Stop looking! ” Pulling back her collar, her ears turned a flaming red .

Mu Sihan felt his Adam's apple throb as he swallowed . If he was not completely exhausted, he really wanted to press her against this dirty floor and have his way with her .

Nan Zhi realized that once this bipolar man decided to he stubborn, no one could do anything to stop him .

No matter what she did or said, he refused to tell her where he was injured .

Nan Zhi leaned against a craggy rock by the side . As she stared at his cold, yet flawless facial features, she thought about what had happened . She thought about her Xiaojie, and sleepiness started to call to her .

The flaming pit of fire made her legs feel warm and comfortable .

But because she had something troubling her, she could not fall into deep restful sleep, no matter how sleepy and tired she was .

All of a sudden, her eyes opened and instinctively focused on the man next to her .

He was still in the same position he was in before she had fallen asleep . His handsome face was looking down slightly, and did not have the usual arrogance and domineering manner he had when he was awake . The fire lit up his facial features and softened the coldness that was ever-present in his stiff features .

Even when he was asleep, Mu Sihan still had an aura that stopped people from approaching him .

Nan Zhi got up and added more wood to the fire .

The man's breathing was a little heavy . It was quick, then slow . Why was his breathing so irregular?

Nan Zhi felt that something was wrong and she hurriedly moved over to him . Tentatively, she reached out and touched his hand .

It was ice-cold, with not a hint of warmth .

There was a fire in the cave and it had been quite a while already . Why was he still so cold?

“Young Master Mu…”

She had just called him when the man suddenly opened his deep black eyes . His large palm gripped her fingers while his voice was low and hoa.r.s.e . “Kitten, help me keep warm . ”