Lixue swallowed hard, her breath catching in her throat. The sight of Mo Ran's bare chest, sculpted with defined muscles and toned abs, was enough to make her face heat up even more.
She had seen glimpses of his physique before, but never this up close, never in such an intimate setting.
Mo Ran smirked at her reaction, his sharp eyes catching the way her gaze dipped lower before she quickly looked away.
"Like what you see, wifey?" His voice was deep, teasing, laced with undeniable confidence.
Lixue scowled, trying to ignore the heat creeping up her neck. "You're shameless."
Mo Ran chuckled, leaning in closer. "Only when it comes to you."
His hands remained firm on her thighs, his grip possessive yet gentle. The heat of his palms seeped through the thin fabric of her robe, sending tingling sensations up her spine.
Realizing the dangerous position she was in, Lixue placed her hands against his chest in an attempt to push him away. "Mo Ran, wait—"
