"What?"
Yu Yanshen watched Yao Qing with an expression that feigned understanding, the corner of his lips hooking up almost imperceptibly.
"What are you wearing under your clothes?"
"..."
A taut string in Yao Qing's brain seemed to vibrate violently, the lingering noise piercingly awkward, leaving her trapped in a bizarre expression that was hard to articulate.
"Trying to seduce me?"
Yu Yanshen leaned in close to her, the faint scent of his shower gel swirling into the breath shared between them.
Indistinguishable from each other.
"While self-sacrifice isn't advisable, it's effective."
All at once, Yao Qing thought of what the designer had told her. No wonder he was so attentive; had he gone straight to Yu Yanshen with the news?!
So Yu Yanshen had known her intentions since the moment he walked in… Yao Qing's blush hadn't ceased all evening.
"I did entertain the thought before, but seeing as you were completely unmoved, let's just forget it…"
