Mu Yunlie hooked up his lips in a smile, "What do you think?"
Yan Qianyi was torn between laughter and tears, "You've been pricked by needles into a hedgehog, how can you still have such fanciful thoughts?"
He should have been up all night, how did he still have so much energy now?
Mu Yunlie complained, "It's your fault for tempting me."
Yan Qianyi was astonished, "Me? Tempting you?"
Hadn't it always been him tempting her?
Right now, she was seriously administering acupuncture to him, her heart as pure as it could be.
It was clearly him being restless.
Mu Yunlie's gaze drifted towards her front.
She followed his gaze and looked down.
Only then did she realize that as she leaned over to administer the needles, the neckline of her dress had slipped, revealing a semi-concealed view of springtime.
She quickly pulled up the straps and pressed down on her chest, giving him a glare, "You're simply a stumbling block on my path to success, with no ambition at all."
