Chapter: A Troubled Heart

Yimo looked at Tong Muxue on the other side of the video call. With one hand resting over her heart, she wore a bashful expression. He clenched his fist, moistened his dry lips, and said, "Um..."

Tong Muxue leaned closer to the camera and lightly pressed her lips together. She asked cautiously, "Which one?"

"Or rather, where?"

The black sheer nightdress swayed, making Yimo feel a little dizzy. For a moment, he didn't know where to put his hands and wanted to do something.

But he stopped himself and hurriedly shouted, "Stop, stop, stop, stop!"

"Um... Muxue!"

"I'll just say it. It's absolutely impossible that I don't have any thoughts about it!"

"But!"

"Seeing my girlfriend do something like this on video makes me really uncomfortable!"

"Fine, I admit it. I'm embarrassed..."

"And most importantly!"

"You're forcing yourself. I know it!"

After speaking, Yimo took several deep breaths and composed himself. "I want to wait until we meet next time and personally take my time getting to know you, bit by bit!"

"Every part of you!"

"So!"

"You don't need to force yourself to please me today!"

Besides, Yimo always felt that video calls like this weren't very safe.

So he had to stop here. He absolutely couldn't let things go any further.

Tong Muxue nodded slightly. "Mm, I'll remember that."

"Then next time we meet, I'll carefully choose a nice place."

Yimo smiled. "Mm!"

"How come you've somehow taken the initiative back again..."

"Hey, honestly, I'd quite like you to give me a massage."

"You're really good at it."

Tong Muxue said, "Mm, that means all those lessons I took as a child weren't for nothing. Some of what my Godfather said was reasonable, too!"

"Mm, give me a massage next time."

"Hehe, Mr. Yimo, actually, when I massage