Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
Mu Xiaoxiao blew his hair half-heartedly. Suddenly, she realized that this guyâs hair was actually quite soft.
She giggled as though she had found something novel.
Didnât they say that people with soft hair had soft ears as well?
She didnât know why she thought of this. Her dark pupils roved around and fell onto his ears. By a curious coincidence, her hand landed on it.
Yeah, it was pretty soft.
She touched his earlobe. It was so soft! She pinched and rubbed it playfully between her fingers.
Yin Shaojie, who was being âplayed with,â looked up. His dark eyes looked her up and down. The girl looked captivated as though she had found a new toy.
âAre you done playing?â he finally said.
His tone was not unhappy and even sounded amused.
Mu Xiaoxiao froze before she realized what she had been doing all along!
She looked a little awkward as she laughed dryly, âHehe⦠Itâs dry.â
She tried to pretend that nothing had happened.
However, Yin Shaojie could act like a demon sometimes, and he did not spare her. In a sudden motion, he grabbed her thin waist and snatched the hairdryer away from her. Placing it onto the coffee table, he pushed her down onto the sofa.
âYou were playing around with me so happily. Shouldnât it be my turn now?â
The demon grinned sinisterly, his claws reaching out towards her.
Seeing that things were getting bad, Mu Xiaoxiao wanted to escape. However, how could she escape from a demonâs grasp?
âHey! What are you doing? Hahahahahahaâ¦â
This jerk!
He was tickling her!
Mu Xiaoxiao was afraid of being tickled the most. Almost every part of her body was ticklish. Even though he was only touching her waist, she was already having a hard time trying not to laugh.
âHahahaha⦠I canât take it anymore, please spare me⦠Hahaha⦠My stomachâs in pain⦠Hahahaha⦠Help!â
She thrashed about on the sofa unbearably, almost falling down from it.
Yin Shaojie reached out with a long arm and scooped her back to safety.
Mu Xiaoxiao guffawed loudly as she kneeled on the sofa, her hands spread on the sofaâs back.
âHahaha, I canât take this anymore, I really canât⦠Iâm too tired from laughing; stop tickling meâ¦â
She sounded as though she was going to stop breathing if she continued to laugh.
Yin Shaojie let go of her then.
His dark eyes studied her. Seeing how she was kneeling, he slid up to her back and wrapped an arm around her waist, putting his chin on her shoulder.
Mu Xiaoxiao finally stopped laughing.
However, her stomach muscles felt tired, and she had no energy left in her body.
âStand up and stop squishing me.â
She protested weakly, lacking the strength to even turn around and glare at him.
âDonât wanna. Itâs comfortable to hold you like thisâ¦â
Acting shamelessly as though he was a little kid, he stuck close to her back and appeared as though he would never move even if he was threatened to be beaten to a pulp.
Mu Xiaoxiao had no strength to push him away from being exhausted from laughing so hard earlier.
She could only remain in her pose helplessly.
Yin Shaojie was actually considerate and didnât transfer all his body weight onto her. If not, her little body wouldnât be able to endure it.
However, he used enough strength such that she wouldnât feel uncomfortable but also wouldnât be able to escape from him.
The atmosphere quietened in a while, with Mu Xiaoxiaoâs wheezing permeating the air.
When her breathing had finally evened out, she heard the steady thud of a heartbeat.
It was coming from the chest leaning against her back.
It was powerful and strong, and it made the air around them feel intimate.
From behind, Yin Shaojie could see that a particular girlâs ears were slowly turning red.