Su Nuo burst out cackling, but in the next second, her phone was snatched away—
"Hey! What are you doing?"
She glared, her eyes wide with indignation.
The man was shrouded in steam, the hazy mist making him look alluring and sexy. A pair of silver-rimmed glasses rested on his high-bridged nose, and he wore a belted, black-and-white plaid pajama set that gave him an ascetic air.
"...Am I less interesting than my phone?" The man held her phone, his brow furrowed in frustration. A strange light flickered in his deep, dark eyes.
Su Nuo raised a defiant brow and gave him a flirtatious wink. "Don't tell me my hottie is this insecure?"
Di Chi Yi got onto the bed and slowly advanced on her. His burning, dark eyes were fixed on hers, and he said nothing, just stared at her intensely.
"Wh-what are you doing?"
Despite her mental fortitude, Su Nuo couldn't help but be intimidated. She swallowed hard and asked warily.
