Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
âI was out the whole day. Itâs tiring,â said Mu Xiaoxiao, as she deliberately stretched and pretended to look tired.
Yin Shaojie walked up to her and stared at her face as though he were examining her.
âWho was it that insisted on drinking tong sui just now? The tong sui is done now. Are you sure you donât want it anymore?â
Mu Xiaoxiao had forgotten about it. Upon hearing that there was something to eat, her jet-black eyes suddenly glittered.
âIâll eat it! Of course Iâll eat it!â She nodded like a little chick pecking at rice.
Yin Shaojie chuckled, reached out, pulled her into his arms, and led her to the stairs.
Upon coming down the stairs, Mu Xiaoxiao caught a whiff of something very fragrant.
âIt smells so good!â She was salivating.
The maid had served the tong sui. She put it on the dining table and smiled as she stood to one side.
This time, it was the little good-for-nothing chowhound that quickly pulled Yin Shaojie over to the food.
Mu Xiaoxiao sat down and was going to start eating, however, a hand took away the bowl.
âWhat are you doing?â She looked at him uncomprehendingly.
âItâs still hot. Let it cool down first,â said Yin Shaojie.
âIâll just give it a few blows.â Mu Xiaoxiao could hardly wait any longer.
However, Yin Shaojie pulled her up and led her to the living room.
Unable to change his mind, she had no choice but to let him take her away.
âWhy?â She didnât understand.
He took her to the sofa to sit. He smiled and said, âLetâs play a game.â
âWhat game?â Mu Xiaoxiao felt something fishy as soon as she saw his smile.
Yin Shaojie said, âIf you beat me, you can drink the tong sui.â
âThen if I lose, you wonât let me have it?â How could he do that!
Yin Shaojie waggled his finger. âIf you lose, you can only watch as I eat.â
Mu Xiaoxiao was speechless.
Must he be so cruel!
She said gloomily, âDonât you hate sweet food?â
âWhen did I say I didnât like it?â Yin Shaojieâs lips made a little smirk and he suddenly reached out and pinched her chin. He cast a deep, suggestive gaze upon her lips.
âOf course, I like sweet food very much, but I have a particular fondness for one type of âsweet foodâ.â
Mu Xiaoxiaoâs cheeks turned red: ââ¦â
His hint was a little too obvious.
She pulled down his hands embarrassed, feeling as though the helpers were watching them.
She waved to the helper in the living room. âYou donât have to be here. You can go back now.â
The helpers nodded and left.
Yin Shaojie smiled with pursed lips, and he teased her. âWhy did you ask the helpers to leave us? What do you want to do?â
As he said that, his sinister, handsome face leaned in closer.
Mu Xiaoxiao took a defensive stance and blocked him.
âDidnât you say we were going to play a game?â
Yin Shaojie raised his eyebrows as he looked at her. âSince weâre playing, itâll be more interesting if we made bets, right?â
âBet on what?â She knew there was something fishy!
Yin Shaojie folded his arms at his chest, looked at her, and said, âDidnât you check my cell phone today? So I have to check your cell phone too. Thatâs only fair.â
âCheck my cell phone?â Mu Xiaoxiao was surprised.
Yin Shaojie nodded and said, âYeah, but I wonât make things difficult for you. If I win the game, let me see it. If I lose, then forget it, how about that?â
Mu Xiaoxiao was speechless.
Why did it feel like a trap?
However, just then, her cell phone in her pocket rang. It was the notification sound for an incoming message.
She froze. It couldnât be coming from Qiqing, could it?