It was only then that Yin Shaojie emerged slowly. He leaned against the wall and looked at her.
The sun was setting. The orange light from the afterglow filtered through the window and fell onto his face, accentuating his already sharp and handsome features, increasing his charm.
"Are you acting coy now?" he asked, his magnetic voice amused.
Mu Xiaoxiao felt that his appearance was unusually sexy. His voice and his tone seemed to be seducing her.
Luckily, the lights in the room were off. He couldn't see how embarrassed she was, could he?
"W-who's acting coy! Hurry up and come over here and massage my shoulders! They're aching really badly, okay?" she said, pretending to be calm.
Afraid that she would be caught out for her uneasiness, she turned her face away from him.
She heard the sound of his footsteps padding over to the sofa slowly.
She knew that he had come.
