บท 80: A Sneaky Fox

Unaware of the inner turmoil brewing within the man on the couch, Rui Ye seemed eager to tackle the mission before him. 

His hand wandered tentatively in the air before grasping Song Zhuyu's broad shoulder, though he quickly withdrew it before it could fully settle. Next, he extended a hand to the other end of the couch, perhaps intending to find Song Zhuyu's legs, only to touch the base of his knee instead. 

With a puzzled 'huh', his delicate fingers skittered across the length of Song Zhuyu's calf, barely brushing against the fabric of his trousers, until they reached Song Zhuyu's foot which dangled in the air. There, his index finger lingered on the tip of Song Zhuyu's toe with a feather-light touch, like a bee that embraced the flower.