The man looked down at her dodging gaze, reached out to pinch her cheek, and teased with a low voice, "Do you really think I'm depraved?"
Even if he found her irresistible, it was not to the point of revelry every night.
Moreover, being inexperienced, she deserved a few days of rest.
At that remark, Li Qiao lifted her eyelids, swatted his hand away, and muttered softly, "You do have some self-awareness."
"Hmm?" Shang Yu leaned forward, squinting his eyes, asking with a near-laugh.
Li Qiao cleared her throat, pushed his shoulder lightly, and changed the subject, "I have a question for you."
The man took her by the hand and led her to the lounge chair by the window to sit down, his eyebrows slightly raised as if waiting for her to speak.
Li Qiao casually wrapped her arms around a cushion, then took out her mobile phone and opened the ICC system, turning the screen towards Shang Yu with a smile as she made a tentative guess, "I suppose your phone has this system."