*
Su Nuo was cackling with laughter when, in the next instant, her phone was suddenly snatched away—
"Hey! What are you doing?"
She puffed out her cheeks and glared, her eyes wide.
The man was wreathed in steam from his shower, the hazy mist making him look alluringly sensual. A pair of silver-rimmed glasses rested on his high-bridged nose, and he wore a black-and-white plaid robe, exuding an air of asceticism.
"...Am I not as good-looking as your phone?" The man held her phone and frowned in frustration, a strange light flickering in his deep, dark eyes.
Su Nuo raised an eyebrow with a cocky smile and shot him a flirtatious wink. "Don't tell me my handsome god has so little confidence in himself?"
Di Chi Yi got onto the bed and slowly closed in on her. His burning dark eyes met hers, and he said nothing, just stared at her intensely.
"Wh-what are you doing?"
