121 Great at Kissing

Yin Shaojie pretended not to hear anything as he looked elsewhere, but his handsome face was glowing unnaturally red. Luckily, the wretch was just waking up and was still drowsy-eyed, and she couldn't see clearly.

Mu Xiaoxiao sat up and yawned as she stretched her back languidly. She wiped her mouth with her hand and realized that it was wet.

Did I drool in my sleep?

She wiped it off quickly with the back of her hand to remove the evidence lest Yin Shaojie mock her upon seeing it.

She was beginning to see clearer. She squinted curiously at Yin Shaojie and asked, "Jie, why are you sitting there? What are you doing?"

"…" Yin Shaojie's usual intelligence seemed to be malfunctioning. He stuttered and came up with a random answer, "I… I'm meditating."

Mu Xiaoxiao looked puzzled. "Meditating?"

'Meditating' doesn't seem like a word that goes along with him, does it?