"It's eight-thirty now, lights out at ten, we can still stay for an hour and a half."
Tilting her head to glance at Ya Tianxing, Mo Shangjun hesitated for a moment, her gaze sweeping from his forehead to his collarbone and then stopping, she cooperated fully, "Though I've run into some trouble, it's not to the point where you'd need to use your charms to please me."
Hearing this, Ya Tianxing was momentarily stunned.
Soon, regaining his senses, in the dim yellow light, Ya Tianxing's movements stiffened slightly as he thought of something, his earlobes unexpectedly turning red.
She actually led him into a trap.
"What are you thinking about?"
Ya Tianxing's irritability faded a bit, he raised his hand and pressed down Mo Shangjun's hat brim to block those eyes that one could only want to avoid.
Mo Shangjun directly removed the hat.
"Aren't you the one who wanted it off?"
Mo Shangjun, showing her whole face, chuckled lightly, her eyes squinting, smiling like a sly fox.
"..."
