Accept or reject?
Qiao Xi's cheeks were flushed red.
She still couldn't shake off her shy nature, sometimes even making Huo Xingzhou turn off the lights when they were intimate. She didn't want him to clearly see her in a state of disarray, lost in passion; she always felt too reserved.
Besides, this was a video call.
It was the first time since their marriage that they were having a video call in such a state.
She could also sense that the man on the other side of the phone had drunk alcohol tonight, his tone relaxed and languid with a hint of carefreeness.
He hadn't even given any advance notice, simply initiating a video call.
After hesitating for a while, Qiao Xi eventually covered the phone camera and answered the video call.
A teasing voice came from the other end of the call, "Afraid I'll see something I shouldn't?"
"No..."
"Qiao Xi, I've had quite a bit to drink tonight." His voice was seductive, as if soaked in alcohol, almost intoxicating her.