She Is Like Poison

Just as things were heating up, He Xiaoran suddenly stopped.

Meng Yao tilted her head, confused.

The desire faded from the man’s deep eyes. He said coolly, “I’m not that kind of man.”

Meng Yao was furious. “Third Master, is it that you’re not that kind of man, or that you can’t perform?”

The man had just been biting and kissing her, only to stop at the last moment.

After one time, then another, when they came so close but never crossed the finish line, anyone would lose patience.

She was beautiful and knew how to flirt.

So why was it so hard to make He Xiaoran fall at her feet?

Only later did Meng Yao learn that she was both his first love and the one he could never forget.

And yet, on the day she was supposed to get engaged to He Xiaoran,

she appeared at the engagement venue as his stepmother...