"Is this not correct?"
"Of course not, silly. Come, let me do it for you."
"No, ah, my hand."
"Idiot, don't move." His hand gently encircled her two hands.
From behind, he pressed his body completely against hers.
With the slightest move, she could feel her cheek pressed against his.
She glanced at him sideways and felt that if she moved her face a bit, she could reach his lips.
Mu Yeli smirked, feeling her body tense, and whispered into her ear, nibbling on it slightly, "What is it? I haven't done anything, and you're already this nervous."
"..."
As if she was nervous!
"You...move back, why are you sticking so close?"
"Close? Where?" He continued to tease, slightly tilting his head to look at her face.
"You..."
"What's wrong..."
"..."
Who is the one behaving inappropriately here!
Ye Ning jabbed him with her elbow in frustration.
Mu Yeli just chuckled, tightening his grip on her hands, "I told you not to move, you might get hit."
Everyone was dumbstruck.
