Then, under Zi Xi's questioning yet wary gaze, Pei Mozhi raised his hand and began to unbutton his suit jacket with extremely natural and smooth movements.

He casually took off his expensive dark suit jacket and draped it over the armrest of the single sofa next to him.

Immediately afterwards, his slender fingers reached for the tie knot.

What... what's going on?

Zi Xi's eyes widened instantly.

She instinctively gripped the corner of the blanket, her breath seemingly stopping for a moment.

Watching the man's well-defined fingers slowly loosen his tie, revealing his elegant neck and a small patch of collarbone, and then thinking about the background music that was playing right on cue.

Although I don't know what he's going to do, it's pretty exciting.

She could even clearly hear herself swallowing, the sound unusually clear during the pauses in the music playing on the tablet.

Zi Xi's cheeks felt slightly flushed uncontrollably.

"What...what are you going to do! Put it on right now!"

She forced herself to look away from his fingers, trying to appear calm, but her voice trembled more than before.

Pei Mozhi stopped moving.

He ripped off his tie, casually tossed it together with his suit jacket, then turned to look at the woman on the bed, who was wrapped tightly in the blanket as if facing a formidable enemy.

His deep eyes held an undisguised mockery and knowing smile.

"What am I doing? To sleep, of course. It's two in the morning, and I'm really sleepy."

Pei Mozhi raised an eyebrow, his tone matter-of-fact, even carrying a hint of innocent confusion.

As he spoke, he raised his hand, making a gesture as if to unbutton the top button of his shirt.

"Your room is next door! And you! Don't you have severe mysophobia???"

Zi Xi's body tensed even more instantly, and she blurted out.

Because of his severe obsessive-compulsive disorder, even his private doctor needs to make regular home visits for environmental assessments and psychological counseling.

Pei Mozhi stopped unbuttoning his clothes.

He leaned slightly closer to the bedside, his handsome face clearly defined in the warm light, but his eyes held an almost roguish seriousness as he stared straight into Zi Xi's astonished eyes.

"Obsessive-compulsive disorder? Yes, obsessive-compulsive disorder."

A half-smile curved his lips, and his deep voice, amidst the background noise of the flat screen, carried a seductive allure.

Yes, whenever I see her like this, all I feel is the urge to tease her; I don't feel uncomfortable at all.

“Our contract doesn’t stipulate that I can’t sleep in the same bed.”

His gaze swept over the huge bed beneath her, and he added slowly.

Zi Xi was completely speechless.

Looking at his self-righteous and even somewhat dismissive expression, and listening to the erotic background music playing in the background.

Her mind went blank for a moment, and for the first time in her life, she felt a profound sense of speechlessness.

Pei Mozhi looked at her expressionless face, and finally a crack appeared. Her usually calm eyes were now filled with absurdity and utter disbelief. The smile in his eyes deepened.

Without giving her a chance to refute, he went around to the other side of the bed, lifted the covers, and lay down, carrying the cool scent of night dew and the faint fragrance of cedar.

The mattress sagged slightly.

"Turn off the lights and go to sleep, and... turn off the sound of that annoying tablet."

He sighed comfortably, adjusted his posture, and uttered a murmur filled with deep weariness.

After saying that, he closed his eyes, as if the rogue from before was not himself.

The only things left in the room were the music still playing on the tablet and Zi Xi rolling her eyes.