Zhao Lifei shut her eyes. She shuffled her feet while waiting for his lips. She waited. And waited. Then waited longer, until she was becoming impatient, her soft brows drawing together to form creases on her forehead.
"I believe we should get ready for our day."
Her eyes flew open at his words. He was at the other side of the room, his towel gone and replaced with one of his well-fitted black slacks.
He...He...Did he really just do that?!
Angrily, she took off one sandal and chucked it at him, only for him to easily catch it without looking. He turned around, a prominent smirk on his smug face.
'Why, that little devil!' She fumed inside of her head.
"What's wrong, sweetheart?" He provoked her, watching the little kitty extend her claws. He made a grand show of putting on his black button ups whilst flexing his muscles at the same time, continuing to tease her.
"You tricked me!" She adorably stomped her foot like the cute, but incredibly spoiled child that she was.
