Ye Li had always known that she had no resistance against Ji Yanchen. If Ji Yanchen really set out to seduce her, she would probably put up a token struggle for a few seconds, then obediently lay down.
Swallowing hard, Ye Li tried to fend off the temptation, looking at Ji Yanchen with a stern righteousness, "…No, but I can tell!"
No sooner had she spoken than the very solemn Ye Li began to move her hands around. Even through a layer of pajamas, she could still feel his robust abs beneath her palms.
"I even felt them." Ye Li arrived at a serious conclusion, "Absolute proof of a 'good-dog waist!'"
Without a change in expression, Ji Yanchen's adam's apple bobbed twice as he caught Ye Li's mischievous hand, warning her in a low voice, "Ye Li, stop it."
Ye Li withdrew her hand sheepishly, but couldn't resist taking a few more glances.
Mhm, his figure is really nice.
Ji Yanchen tried to ignore Ye Li's gaze and changed the subject, "What do you want to show me?"
