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Chapter 257: Don’t Touch Me There
Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
It was only then that Yin Shaojie emerged slowly. He leaned against the wall and looked at her.
The sun was setting. The orange light from the afterglow filtered through the window and fell onto his face, accentuating his already sharp and handsome features, increasing his charm.
“Are you acting coy now?” he asked, his magnetic voice amused.
Mu Xiaoxiao felt that his appearance was unusually sexy. His voice and his tone seemed to be seducing her.
Luckily, the lights in the room were off. He couldn’t see how embarrassed she was, could he?
“W-who’s acting coy! Hurry up and come over here and massage my shoulders! They’re aching really badly, okay?” she said, pretending to be calm.
Afraid that she would be caught out for her uneasiness, she turned her face away from him.
She heard the sound of his footsteps padding over to the sofa slowly.
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She knew that he had come.
“Where are you aching?” Yin Shaojie’s voice rang beside her ear suddenly. His low sound made her ears tingle.
Mu Xiaoxiao jumped in fright, her heart skipping a beat.
W-Why was he so close! Couldn’t he speak normally without speaking into her ear directly?
“It’s just my shoulders…” she said in a small voice unlike her loud one just now.
Seeing that she seemed to be burying her head into the pillow from shyness, his sexy lips curled into a smirk.
“Shoulders, huh? I’ll rub them for you then. Lie still.”
His large, warm hands massaged her shoulders as he said this. It was neither too heavy or too fast, and his strength was just nice to make Mu Xiaoxiao feel very comfortable.
“Yes… That’s the spot, oh yes… Go gentler…”
Mu Xiaoxiao grunted, looking like the picture of enjoyment.
However, she didn’t realize how suggestive she sounded.
A haze of darkness passed through a particular demon’s inky eyes.
The hands kneading her shoulders took a change in direction and moved downwards. The pressure moved to her butterfly bone and then to her small waist…
It was only then that Mu Xiaoxiao felt that something was wrong. She twisted her hips. “Eh, eh, eh! Where are you touching! I only said that my shoulders were aching, I didn’t say… hahahaha… Don’t touch my waist!”
Her waist was a sensitive spot. It tickled badly once it was touched, and she laughed uncontrollably.
The corner of Yin Shaojie’s lips held a sinister smile. He leaned towards her ear and lowered his voice, saying, “They say that places that are ticklish are sensitive spots…”
What did he mean by ‘sensitive spots’…
Mu Xiaoxiao understood instantly, and the tips of her ears reddened.
Why was he telling her such things!
“Just massage my shoulders — don’t touch my waist.” She hurriedly covered up her embarrassment and stopped his naughtiness.
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However, he only said, “No way. If you want a massage, we’re going to do a full massage. This is my service ethic.”
What the heck was a service ethic!
Mu Xiaoxiao didn’t know whether to laugh or cry.
After that, the particular demon’s naughty hand touched her waist again. He wasn’t pressing but tickling it.
“Hahahaha… I can’t take it anymore… Please don’t touch me there anymore! Hahahaha… Yin Shaojie! Stop it…”
Mu Xiaoxiao had now realized that this jerk was doing this deliberately.
It was so ticklish that she really couldn’t take it. She twisted around but was unable to avoid his attack, finally flipped over.
“Yin Shaojie, you — ”
She had wanted to scold him, but just as she turned over, his hands cupped the sides of her face. They looked like they were in a kabedon, facing each other.
Yin Shaojie’s dark pupils studied her silently.
The air rippled with an indescribable suggestiveness.