If this keeps up, I'm really going to go crazy!

How could she not do something after dressing up so meticulously tonight? It would have been a waste otherwise.

Thinking this, Chuxia's mind whirled for a moment before she straightened up and sat properly, looking ahead with the most earnest expression she could muster.

However, the hand that lay on the armrest, leaning towards Gu Yuheng's side, had crossed over into his territory and began to mischievously crawl up the man's thigh.

Gu Yuheng had spotted that little hand inching toward him long ago, and as it came over, he enveloped it with his own, holding it in the center of his palm.

Feeling her hand engulfed by his larger one, Chuxia narrowed her eyes and, like a little fox that had just scored a victory, curved her lips into a smile.

With her eyes sparkling with mischief and her lips pressed tightly together, she took the opportunity when he was not looking to quickly scratch the center of his palm.