071 Magnetic Field Effect_1

Tomboy?

Chi Yue's eyelids twitched, but she remained silent.

Qiao Dongyang: "Let me do some quick calculations, lady, you are quite the repressed type, huh?"

Chi Yue pretended not to hear.

Qiao Dongyang leaned in to look at her from the side, smiling, but not quite: "If we analyze your psychological profile further, beneath this indifferent façade, how many feminine desires are hidden?!"

Nonsense! She is a woman.

Qiao Dongyang: "Why do you suppress yourself so fiercely? Hm?"

Chi Yue didn't turn her head as she made the bed, replying, "Mr. Qiao, my fondness for the color pink is merely an extension of my fondness for CNY. Don't read too much into it."

Qiao Dongyang raised an eyebrow, but did not refute, instead standing behind her.

Being stared at by a man like this, in a private space with a ready bed in front of her, Chi Yue faintly felt that something was off about the atmosphere.