Xia Pengpeng hadn't come back to her senses when Mu Xingye had already pulled her hand and left the study.
Her heart immediately tightened. He was going back to his room to change clothes, so why was he pulling her along?!
Mu Xingye brought Xia Pengpeng to his room and opened the wardrobe, "Which shirt do you think matches this tie?"
It turned out he wanted her to help choose his clothes.
Xia Pengpeng hesitated for a moment, then stepped forward and took a glance, "I think this one is good."
"Help me put it on."
"What?!"
Mu Xingye handed her the shirt and swiftly took off his top.
Xia Pengpeng immediately felt she had nowhere to rest her gaze, holding his shirt stiffly without moving.
"Haven't seen enough yet?" Mu Xingye asked with a smile.
"I'm not looking at you." Xia Pengpeng lowered her head even more.
Mu Xingye took a step closer, lifted his hand to pinch her chin, and Xia Pengpeng immediately blocked his hand and stepped back.
