Chen Lin smirked as she pulled her hand away from his wrist, sinking back into the bed—but not before throwing him one last teasing glance. "I learned from the best."
She expected him to roll his eyes or scoff, but instead, Wu Yuxuan smirked back, his sharp gaze making her question her own confidence.
With mischief dancing in his eyes, he leaned in, his usual cocky grin playing at the corners of his lips.
"It's fine. We can do it," he said casually, his voice low and playful, like he was daring her to call his bluff.
Chen Lin froze, her wide eyes staring at him in disbelief.
"What—?" Her voice faltered for a moment before she shook her head.
"No, we can't! It's too tiring. You know... energy... I need to rest!" She stammered, trying to cover up her nervousness with an exaggerated wave of her hand.
Wu Yuxuan simply shook his head, the amusement never leaving his expression.
