The warmth of the woman's hand brushed against his collarbone, her hand smooth and soft like cream.
The woman's eyes were clear and delicate, her charm so gentle and bright it could melt a person's heart into a puddle.
In the moment she leaned in, Tang Si turned his head, gently pushing her aside.
Song Yi: "..."
Are you up to it or not?
Tang Si stared at her: "Miss Song Yi, there are cameras everywhere. Are you looking to trend on social media with me?"
"..." Damn, forgot about that.
Wait a minute—
Does that mean, if there were no cameras, we could sneak in a kiss?
"What's the matter?" Song Yi blinked and laughed: "You didn't actually think I was going to kiss you, did you?"
She took the opportunity to feel his abs, touching them lightly and briefly, raising an eyebrow at Tang Si like a cheeky rogue: "Just checking if you've been training well."
"Mm, the feel is nice." Song Yi prodded again with her fingertips: "Pretty firm, seems like you really have been training hard."
