Yin Tingxue's body was petite, but wrapped in a cotton-padded jacket all day long, she was warm like a heater. Chen Yi naturally pulled her into his embrace.
He leaned in close. The little fox wasn't used to it and retreated slightly, her breath rolling onto Chen Yi's neck, making it itch.
The bedroom fell silent for a moment, leaving only the sound of their soft breathing.
Chen Yi's eyes lingered patiently for quite a while.
But there was no movement.
He immediately looked up at Yin Tingxue.
Yin Tingxue, caught under his gaze, asked back, "What's wrong?"
Chen Yi raised a brow and asked, "Don't you have something you want to say to me?"
"Mm."
"What is it?"
"I… I haven't thought it through." Yin Tingxue lowered her head as she replied.
Chen Yi glared at her and pretended to sound angry. "Oh, you're messing with me, huh? Well, I'm going to deal with you right now."
"No, don't, please don't…"
