"Little Evil, Yue Qing, what are you two doing?"
The sudden voice startled Mo Xie and Li Yueqing. They looked like they'd been caught in the act.
Mo Xie quickly pulled his hand off her soft thigh and sat up straight, pretending nothing had happened. He forced a laugh.
"Oh, Yue Qing isn't feeling well. I was just checking on her."
Li Yueqing smoothed the wrinkles in her black stockings and tucked a stray lock of hair behind her ear. With a faint smile and a slight tremor in her voice, she said,
"Right, I'm... just a little... a little sleepy. It's nothing..."
"Is that so...?"
Ding Yumian narrowed her eyes and studied Mo Xie and Li Yueqing suspiciously. A faint glimmer seemed to flicker in her pupils, but she said nothing and turned back to the movie.
When Ding Yumian showed no further reaction, the two slowly let out a breath and relaxed.
They exchanged a furtive glance, embarrassment flashing in both their eyes. Then they turned toward the screen at the same time and fell silent. The atmosphere grew strange.
As soon as the movie ended, Li Yueqing said she had something to do and hurried away.
She looked especially flustered as she left, afraid her best friend would find out what had happened between her and her husband.
"That's odd. She seemed fine during the movie. What's gotten into Yue Qing?"
Ding Yumian watched Li Yueqing leave, tapping a delicate finger against her lips. Something unusual flickered in her beautiful eyes.
Haha, I can't exactly tell you I was touching your best friend's thigh...
Mo Xie muttered to himself, rubbed his nose guiltily, and changed the subject with a twitch of his lips.
"Well, the movie's over. Let's head back. It's getting late."
"Little Evil, you're feeling