Bab 961: Brother? (2)

He shook his head helplessly, yet the curve on his lips looked exceptionally perfect. His fingers combed through her beautiful and jet-black long hair that seemed like a waterfall as a faint fragrance filled the air. He closed his eyes, clearly enjoying it as he gently took a sniff of it.

After a while, he lowered his voice and said by her ear, "Thank you for thinking so highly of your man, Missus Mu!" He paused before continuing, "Did I hear you two talking about Han Yifeng earlier? Are you thinking of him again?"

When he said this, his tone sounded quite calm and his mood did not seem to shift, yet for some reason, Xi Xiaye could seem to detect a hint of jealousy. At the same time, his slender hands had begun to gently press her chest.

She quickly caught his wrist as she shot him a glance, wrinkling her nose and dragging her voice to say, "I seem to smell something sour! [1]"

"I'm not being jealous right now, Missus Mu!" he immediately defended himself.