Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
The robe was tied together loosely. It seemed as if it wouldn’t be held together for much longer, and that his incredible figure would be revealed soon.
The man was slim when he was clothed, but well-toned with substance beneath.
Qiao Mianmian had her eyes on those toned muscles.
She knew that Mo Yesi had a good figure.
She just didn’t know… it was this good.
The way his muscles flexed when he moved about was way too attractive.
It was only when he stopped before her and tipped her chin up did Qiao Mianmian snap back to her senses.
“Baby.” The man’s voice was low and captivating. “Do you want me to take this off so you can have a good look?”
Bam!
Qiao Mianmian’s face turned red instantly.
She started coughing and said, “N-No need.”
“Are you sure?” The man’s features were magnified before her eyes as he smiled. “You don’t want to see it? I might change my decision soon.”
Qiao Mianmian said, “… I’m sure!”
Qiao Mianmian couldn’t stop blushing in the face of Mo Yesi’s suggestive smile. She quickly changed the topic. “Uh, someone’s calling you. Are you not going to pick it up?”
Mo Yesi seemed to have just noticed that his cell phone had been ringing.
He slowly looked away and went to receive the call.
A light-hearted voice could be heard on the other end. “Ah Si, what took you so long to get to the phone? What were you doing?”
“I was just showering.” He glanced at Qiao Mianmian beside him. “Is there anything?”
“Can’t I call you if there isn’t anything?” The lady seemed a little unhappy, but just for the sake of teasing him. “You could take the initiative to call me once in a while, right?”
Mo Yesi furrowed his brows slightly but kept his tone steady. “If there’s nothing more, I’m hanging up.”
“Wait!” The lady seemed a little flustered. “Don’t hang up. I’ve got something to say to you.”
“What is it?”
Before the lady went on, Mo Yesi reached out and wrapped Qiao Mianmian in his arm, then planted a kiss on her forehead. He said tenderly, “Baby, help me blow dry my hair later. The hairdryer is in the bathroom, help me get it.”
Qiao Mianmian looked up at his damp hair and nodded. “Alright, give me a moment. I’ll go get it.”
“Mm.” Mo Yesi kissed her again before letting her go.
The moment Qiao Mianmian left, the lady’s voice came through with shock. “Ah Si, who were you talking to? You’re with… a woman?!”
“Mm.” Mo Yesi found a place to sit as he smiled. “Shen Rou, I’m married. That was my wife.”
More than a minute of silence passed.
The woman’s voice rang again. “When did you start telling jokes?”
Mo Yesi was stunned for a moment, but when he spoke again, it was with seriousness. “I’m not joking. You know me well enough to know that I wouldn’t joke about such things.”
It was followed by another minute of silence.
“Why’s it so sudden? Didn’t you say you had no interest in any woman? Did Uncle and Aunt force you to get married, so…”