The entire process: unhooking buttons, bending down, then focusing her full effort, her head bobbing up and down tirelessly.
Throughout it all, her movements seemed completely natural, as if it was the most ordinary thing, without hesitation or doubt.
Qin Qi watched the scene unfold, a smirk creeping onto his face.
A woman, once she treats such deeds as routine—when no matter how she does it, she thinks it perfectly natural—that's when the conquest is complete.
Just like Mu Ning right now.
She had long forgotten that her initial service was meant to help him release tension, spurred by her fear that Qin Qi might suffer a backlash when treating Mu Xianxian.
But now, all of those fears had been cast aside.
She wasn't even aware of it.
Now that Qin Qi's treatment of Mu Xianxian had ended, he no longer needed to feign weakness or exhaustion.
With this thought in mind, Qin Qi couldn't help but tease her, "Aunt Mu!"
