Even after seeing so many impeccably-built male bodies today, Shen Zhiyi couldn't compare any of them to Pei Yu. In fact, she wasn't really paying attention, always having a nagging feeling that she was up to no good. Now being "punished" by Pei Yu, she truly regretted it, knowing what he wanted to hear, yet too embarrassed to respond.
She pursed her lips, refusing to make a sound, and Pei Yu wasn't in a hurry either. He leisurely "tortured" her, well aware that she was just shy but not willing to let her off the hook.
"I was busy all day," his kisses fell on the side of Shen Zhiyi's neck, sensing her slight tremors, so he increased the pressure a bit. His breath dampened her slightly moist skin, and his voice was low, "I wanted to talk to you, but you went off to watch a male underwear show."