The corners of Du Muhan's mouth rose uncontrollably, and his eyes brimmed with amusement. "I was thinking of pushing my luck, but I'm too far away to do anything right now."
Su Qiao: "..." She suspected this guy was flirting with her.
Du Muhan's gaze suddenly fell on the black silk robe she was wearing. "That nightgown looks really good on you. You're radiating an alluring air from head to toe in it. I have reason to suspect that you're seducing me again."
"Me...?"
"'Again' seducing you?"
Su Qiao was nearly killed by how outrageous he was. And why "again"?
"When did that happen? How come I didn't know?"
Du Muhan looked innocent. "You're always walking around in front of me every day, always carrying that sweet, alluring scent on you. Your eyes always hook me like actual hooks, making me restless."
"Besides, you know I like your hands, yet you don't hide them. Isn't that blatantly seducing me?"
"..." Could there really be someone this shameless in the world?
"So you couldn't control yourself and started having wicked thoughts, and now you're blaming me?"
Under Su Qiao's incredulous gaze, Du Muhan actually nodded. "Of course I'm blaming you."
"If you weren't so outstanding, so beautiful, and so attractive, would I have fallen for you? Would I keep wanting to get closer to you, just a little closer?"
"You're twisting things around. I was clearly the one who pursued you." Although Su Qiao said he was twisting things around, the smile at the corners of her lips was unmistakable.
"I wasn't lying." Du Muhan didn't think he was exaggerating in the slightest, nor did he feel that he was making things up.
"Do you remember when I handed you shoe covers on our way to the scene?"
"That was the