"Where do I even have extra time to spare for you?"
As she spoke, her slender index finger poked his handsome face. Qiao An's eyes sparkled, carrying a hint of mischief.
Grabbing her finger that was retreating in haste, Mu Jingxi lightly bit it, unbothered, and said, "It's okay if you can't spare it, I'll help you manage it."
"Hey..."
"Hmm?" His tongue lightly licked her finger.
As if electrocuted, Qiao An froze, her face suddenly blushing.
Seeing the fleeting smile in his eyes, Qiao An suddenly realized she'd been teased. She bit him like a little beast, growling in annoyance, "How dare you, you jerk!"
Feeling a pang in his neck, Mu Jingxi sucked in a breath, gently patting her back, and chuckled helplessly, "Alright, let go."
"No!"
"Really not letting go?"
"Not unless you apologize."
"Apologize for what?"
Qiao An's face was scorching hot. "You teased me."
