Before long, the two of them had arrived in the hotel bedroom.
Han Kexin had looked somewhat nervous the whole way, and upon entering the room, she couldn't help but constantly rub her hands together.
"What's the matter, you've been here several times already and you're still so nervous?"
Wu Wei took her small hands into his own and said with a smile, "It's just a set of military boxing, I'm not going to eat you!"
"Mm."
Han Kexin murmured softly, then lowered her head and muttered to herself, "Brother, you @#¥%@#…"
Her voice tapered off, becoming nearly inaudible toward the end.
"What did you say?"
Wu Wei could not make it out clearly and, lowering his head to look at her, said, "Say it again."
"I said…"
Han Kexin took a deep breath as if gathering great courage, and with a pair of bashful, doe-like eyes, she looked at Wu Wei and said, "Brother, do you still want to watch it today?"
"Watch what?"