She, the little salted fish, couldn't escape the tossing and turning tonight.
As Shen Chuwei's mind drifted, she accidentally undressed Xiao Jinyan's inner garment again, perhaps because she had undone his buttons the previous nights, or perhaps there was something subconscious about not wishing to be outdone.
She had not intended to do that
Pectoral muscles and all, this wasn't her first time seeing them. The muscle texture was perfect, not the exaggerated kind of pecs.
Further down, the abdominal muscles were faintly visible, with smooth lines, likely quite resilient.
Xiao Jinyan watched Shen Chuwei's actions without a word. He had noticed more than once that her undressing skills were far too smooth for a novice, almost as if she wasn't new to stripping clothes.
"I made a mistake," Shen Chuwei hastily pulled the lapels together again, covering up the flawless chest muscles, acting as if she were extremely thirsty for them.