Igniting a Flame Then Forgetting It

Yin Shaojie stared at her again with his deep, dark gaze. He nearly attempted to get close for a kiss but quickly restrained himself.

He must be mad!

Yin Shaojie shook his head in frustration, attempting to drive away the strange impulses in his head. But Mu Xiaoxiao's occasional purrs made it hard for him not to be attracted.

As he couldn't help staring at her, Yin Shaojie pouted and mumbled, "Wretch, you're not doing this on purpose, are you?"

Seducing him on purpose?

It wasn't unusual for this wretch to act like this given her usually weird behavior. However, looking at her flushed face and her miserable state, it was unlikely that she was acting drunk.

"Jie, I'm hot… It's uncomfortable here." Mu Xiaoxiao twisted and turned to face Yin Shaojie. Her hand was pressing on her chest.