Translator: Atlas Studios  Editor: Atlas Studios

Mu Xiaoxiao nodded. She went along with him and laid on the bed.

A soft caressing breeze entered from the balcony. The force applied on her shoulders was just right, putting her into a comfortable and sleepy state.

"Ungh… that's it. Harder… yes. Ungh uh… Yeah…"

Closing her eyes in enjoyment, she didn't realize that something was brewing deep in the eyes of the demon above her.

His hand, started at her shoulders, slowly going down, kneading her back, and then it reached her waist.

"A bit to the middle…" Mu Xiaoxiao directed him.

"Here?" Yin Shaojie asked in his husky voice. But his broad palms were not listening to the commands as they moved down to her waist, lifted up the tail of her s.h.i.+rt, his hot palms feeling next to her skin.

"Hey." Mu Xiaoxiao noticed and called out to stop him.

"This way of ma.s.sage is more effective. Ma.s.saging over the clothes is not very precise." Yin Shaojie pulled one over her, his hands pus.h.i.+ng up her s.h.i.+rt, revealing her slender and fair waist.

His gaze deepened as it rested upon her exquisite dimples of Venus.

He wasn't stopping. After a brief hesitation, she didn't stop him anymore.

Indeed, ma.s.saging directly over the skin was very different to ma.s.saging over the clothes.

Mu Xiaoxiao was very comfortable, so she stopped worrying about him and continued to enjoy the ma.s.sage.

However, as Yin Shaojie ma.s.saged upward, suddenly he undid her strap, and it startled her.

"What are you doing?" She quickly pressed herself against the bed and covered her chest with her hands.

"I'm giving you a ma.s.sage." Yin Shaojie was still speaking matter-of-factly, but his voice had become huskier.

Feeling his hot palms stroking her, her face grew feverish as she said, "You can ma.s.sage my shoulders and my waist, but not my back. It isn't aching."

Yin Shaojie didn't reply to her but he continued. The broad, hot palms stroked her back in swirling motions, and the force applied was just right as he pressed on her acupuncture point.

Mu Xiaoxiao felt a slight pain and moaned.

However, the pain was quickly followed by pleasure.

Yin Shaojie then said, "Did that Prince d.i.c.k and those other princes, who Xiaomeng was talking about earlier, really woo you? How did they try to woo you?"

Picking up on the jealousy in his tone, Mu Xiaoxiao shook with laughter.

"Those are all in the past. d.i.c.k and the rest were just playing. They tried to woo me but I didn't give them a response so nothing else happened after that."

"So are you saying that they weren't sincere enough? If they had tried harder to pursue you, you would have agreed?"

Mu Xiaoxiao's back was facing him. So she could only hear his deep voice and could not see his dangerous, narrowed eyes.

So she deliberately said, "Maybe. d.i.c.k happens to be the type that I like, the wild, das.h.i.+ng type. He charmed countless girls! Even Chanel fancied him before. She tried to pursue him but d.i.c.k ignored her."

Yin Shaojie wasn't interested in hearing her complimenting other men.

Maybe?

She was getting quite bold, wasn't she? She actually dared to let him hear her saying this.

Yin Shaojie's eyes deepened, and his palms slid down from her side.

"Hey!" Alarmed, she blushed as her hands tried to stop his dirty hands.

However, as her body was lifted above the bed, it had given him an opening instead.

With a sinister smile, his eyes narrowed, and he laughed mischievously, "Now, it is time for the formal interrogation."