The first button came undone, and Qiao An immediately clutched his hand tightly.
Her beautiful eyes were ablaze with two clusters of raging flames as she glared at him, "Bastard, what kind of shitty thing are you trying to do to me again?!"
"Ah..." His magnetic voice gently rose at the end, slightly tinged with disappointment.
"So you weren't asleep," Mu Jingxi said, his sexy thin lips curling into a meaningful smile.
Feeling as though he had seen through her, Qiao An huffed and threw off his hand, "Get your stinky hands off me!"
She rolled over, turning her back to him.
She didn't realize how great the killing power of her voice was.
Especially under such circumstances, late at night, with a man and a woman alone in a room.
It was nothing short of... an invitation.
Knowing she was still uncomfortable, Mu Jingxi dared not push her too much, after all, there would be other days.
