She was still very embarrassed when it came to doing it. However, the tasteful aesthetic of the dimly lit room gave her courage. Her small hands were touching his chest, poised to tear open his clothes. There was a tremble in his dark eyes and he swatted away her hand.
"Do you realise what you're doing?" His voice was low and steady and sounded a little husky.
"Of course I do!"
Mu Xiaoxiao was panting with rage as she tried to twist out of his grasp, thinking he was still upset.
"Do you not want me? Do you really not want me?" She looked askance at him, full of sadness.
She had been very obvious. Could it be that he was still blind to her intentions? How could he not know what she was doing?
Yin Shaojie frowned. "I never said I didn't want you, just not right now."
Not right now?
