Mu Shini sat on the stone wall, feeling his rough fingers caressing her smooth skin. She furrowed her brows for no reason, a hint of timidity in her eyes.
Bo Sishen quietly stared at her expression, his gaze deep as the sea. Seeing her not speak, he furrowed his brows and said in a low, magnetic voice, "Hmm?"
He elongated the ending sound.
His voice made Mu Shini feel weak all over.
"How is that possible! I've seen my husband. Stop fantasizing about being my husband. This is totally unscientific! Stop deluding yourself into thinking you're Bo Sishen!" Mu Shini looked into his deep eyes, her outward calm belying her inner turmoil.
Mu Shini poked Bo Sishen's chest with her slender fingers, frowning, "Uncle, can you move a bit? I need to get down."
He was wearing black trousers and a white shirt, exuding an elegant yet dominant aura, slightly intimidating.
