Don't Easily Offend Anyone

Jiang Yexun pulled Su Xiaoxiao into his arms and gently coaxed, "Alright, alright, it's all my fault. I shouldn't have scared you."

Su Xiaoxiao, still unsatisfied, snuck her little hand through the gap in his buttons and slipped it inside, lifting his cashmere sweater and pressing her cold hand onto his abs.

The sudden chill made even Jiang Yexun, a man from the north who's used to cold, shiver involuntarily.

"Now you know my power!" Su Xiaoxiao proudly raised her chin, showing off.

"I know, little ancestor, I know my mistake." Jiang Yexun continued to soothe her with a warm tone.

Only then did Su Xiaoxiao relax, leaning softly against his chest, her playful fingers tracing the lines of his abs, making his already heavy breathing grow even more labored.

But remembering that he had serious matters to discuss, Jiang Yexun could only grit his teeth and endure it.