She squeezed his waist hard, only to find it was all muscle and she couldn't budge it. Then she gave him a fierce glare.
In Xiao Chen's eyes, her actions looked like coquetry. He smiled, "My fault for not having any fat for you to squeeze."
Yun Yue: "..."
I think you're just bragging about yourself.
Xiao Chen's gaze was indulgent, and fell on her collar, where it lingered intently, deepening with a concealed contour.
"Hmm~" Xiao Chen grunted, causing Yun Yue to stiffen. Her brain and body reacted swiftly; she quickly retracted her hand and stood up, looking somewhat awkward, "Sorry, I wasn't paying attention."
Xiao Chen: "..."
You might not have been paying attention, but you've set me on fire.
"Let's go, I still have things to do," Yun Yue said as she tidied her hair and clothes before heading out.
Xiao Chen sighed helplessly and looked down, "You might have to endure two more years."