In the darkness, tree shadows obscured that handsome, sharply defined face, making it hard to see clearly.
Once she realized it was Si Wuyu, Tang Shiba reacted lightning-fast, sitting bolt upright like a zombie rising from the grave.
She apologized awkwardly. "Sorry, Film Emperor. I was just sitting here looking at the moon. I didn't see you and ended up sitting on you."
Si Wuyu quietly studied the back of her head for a moment, then suddenly asked,
"You seem to be deliberately avoiding me. Shouldn't I be the one who's scared? You hit me before, too."
Oh no, why was he bringing that up again? The original owner of this body did that. It had nothing to do with me!
"I forgot."
"What about last time, then?"
Tang Shiba was baffled. "What happened last time?"
Si Wuyu's breathing grew a little uneven.
What a heartless woman, touching me and refusing to take responsibility.
"Last time, you touched my eight-pack and even slept with me."
Oh, that. No big deal.
Tang Shiba lifted her chin and shamelessly denied responsibility. "That was an accident. Nobody would believe you even if you told them!"
Si Wuyu pressed his lips together. Trying to wriggle out of it? Not a chance.
Tang Shiba wanted to get up and leave. The eyes boring into her back made her feel as though she were sitting on pins and needles.
"Do you want to touch them again...?"
Si Wuyu's deep voice came from behind her. For some reason, it sounded rather magnetic, too.
Tang Shiba's brain crashed when she heard him. Her body froze, because deep down, she was thrilled.
Oh my god! What did Emperor Si just say?
Touch? Touch what? Did he mean the kind of touching I was thinking of?
*A little feel-not three