Song Yi's lips moved slightly, ready to say something, but her thoughts suddenly paused as she stared at him.
With a smile: "Okay."
"Stand up," Song Yi said.
Tang Si, a grown man, obediently stood up, as well-behaved as can be.
Then he just stood there in front of Song Yi, motionless.
Song Yi crossed her arms and squinted her fox-like eyes slightly: "Strip."
Tang Si: ?
"Will you strip or not?" Song Yi: "Don't tell me you can't even take off your own clothes."
Tang Si's eyes showed a hint of amusement, wondering what this little fox was up to.
Without questioning further, he just obeyed.
He was wearing a black jacket over a black shirt.
The man slowly removed the jacket and hung it up, then started unbuttoning his shirt one button at a time.
His Adam's apple moved, gradually revealing his collarbone and chest.
This slow action was done in such a captivating way, as if his whole body was filled with allure.
Song Yi just stared at him intently.
Male allure indeed.
