97 Master Mu's Disregard (1)

He leaned over, planting a gentle and slightly warm kiss quietly on her forehead. His gentle movement seemed like he was comforting a most beloved angel.

When he saw that she had already closed her eyes, while gripping his shirt tightly with the fingertips turning slightly pale, he then could not help but chuckle softly. He moved back slightly and then lightly patted her head before laughing very perceptively, "I'm not a human-eating monster. What are you so nervous about?"

Xi Xiaye almost instantly opened her vaguely misty eyes. Her forehead still held the residue of his faint warmth as she subconsciously blurted out, "I'm not nervous!"

When he saw her looking so anxious to defend herself, the curve on Mu Yuchen's lips widened. His hand slid down her hair and gently embraced her shoulders. "If you're not nervous, then how do you explain what your hand is doing right now?"