He leaned back in his chair, his shoulders slightly broader than the backrest, looking sensual even in pajamas, with the top two buttons casually undone, the line of his neck tracing elegantly downwards, showcasing his distinct collarbones, exuding a sort of decadent yet casual handsomeness.
Wen Yangzhi's eyes met hers without engagement, his tone indifferent, "If there's anything else, get it all out at once."
She hadn't expected him to actually touch her. Although she wasn't very opposed to it, she felt a bit embarrassed, "How can you just touch someone like that?"
Wen Yangzhi picked up his chopsticks again, lightly tapping the tip against the bottom of the bowl to align them, a gesture done with elegant ease, yet his voice remained aloof, "Isn't that what you wanted?"
"I didn't say I wanted it now," she muttered under her breath.
