Gu Siting teased a lock of the woman's hair from her cheek and rolled it between his fingers, his thin lips curving into a slight smile, "His trick is pretty good, I think it works."
Ming Yao saw that he knew he was wrong but refused to correct it, and pinched his stiff arm in frustration.
"If you ruin my clothes again, I'm going to ignore you."
Looking at the woman's blush-red cheeks and her alluring, charming eyes, Gu Siting leaned down, his thin lips approaching her ear, "Mrs. Gu, how have I been performing recently?"
Ming Yao actually understood the implication behind his words in an instant.
Ming Yao bit her lower lip, her pale ears turning a slight shade of red, and glanced at him annoyedly, "So-so."
She did hope he would get better and better, so that she could overcome the psychological shadow in that area and eventually not need medication to—
Hearing Ming Yao's response, the man didn't get angry.
