I am not gentleman

"Li Zhiqiang..." Jing Lihua whispered.

A moment passed. Then two. Jing Lihua couldn't pull away her eyes from him.

"Why are you staring at me like this?" Li Zhiqiang said after a long silence of staring. His lips broke into a slow smirk, suggestive. "Something in your mind?" 

Jing Lihua could be bothered with his teasing. She couldn't even register his words because she was too shocked by what she was seeing. Never in her wildest dream could she have imagined the great 'devil' in such a state.

"What are you wearing..." She helplessly asked.

"Clothes." Li Zhiqiang said as a matter of fact. He raised an eyebrow as if questioning why would she ask such a basic question. "Why do you ask all of sudden. Do you mind?"

"Not that..."

"...Would you rather if I didn't wear them?"

Jing Lihua: "..."

"If you do mind, I have no objection to taking them off. It's getting a bit hot in here as a matter of fact."