"I delivered coffee to Uncle San on behalf of Xingqiong, and Uncle San was very unhappy?"
Thinking of that bizarre and embarrassing adult dream that made her feel incredibly ashamed and embarrassed, thinking of the emotional breakdown she felt because of it, thinking of the pathetic act of having her hand grabbed that night but having to run away, thinking of the emotional fluctuations she had experienced these past few days despite trying to pretend nothing had happened...
Mingdai could no longer tolerate it.
"Third Uncle, may I take a look at your lower back?"
After saying that, Mingdai wished she could find a hole to crawl into.
Her face was flushed, and she felt like she was on fire from head to toe. She stood straight in front of He Yaonian, her fists clenched, wanting to run away yet also wanting to confirm her presence.
Can I take a look?
He Yaonian never expected things to develop this way.
Certain images flashed through his mind at an inappropriate time, He Yaonian's throat bobbed, and his eyes darkened.
He watched Mingdai's face as she was about to burst into flames, and his mouth went dry.
"Why?"
"Never mind that, just tell me if I can watch it."
Instead of getting caught up in the worries and anxieties, it's better to just look at it directly.
Since she couldn't get He Yaonian's photo anytime soon, and the person in question was right there, why should she waste her time on other things?
He Yaonian stared at Ming Dai for a moment, then turned his tall body away.
He Yaonian turned his back to Mingdai.
His voice was low and hoarse, "See?"
Mingdai was stunned.
"That's not how it works."
Her gaze involuntarily drifted towards He Yaonian's waist.
The man wore a well-made shirt tucked into his trousers, revealing a strong, straight waistline with clearly visible muscle definition.
"What?"
He Yaonian didn't understand.
"What kind is it?"
He humbly asked, "Didn't you want to see it?"
Mingdai realized that he had misunderstood.
She felt like her head was about to burst into flames.
She wanted to see him with his clothes off.
"Third Uncle..."
Mingdai's words were mumbled and unclear; she had lost her previous courage.
But if we miss this opportunity, we might not have the courage to bring it up again in the future.
"Third Uncle, what I mean is, I..."
Just imagining He Yaonian shirtless made Ming Dai swallow hard.
Even when she liked Mo Tingchuan before, she never showed such strong physical signals towards him.
"how?"
Seeing Mingdai's stammering, He Yaonian roughly guessed her true intentions.
However, he pretended not to know.
"Finished watching?"
Mingdai: "...No."
He Yaonian's lips curled up slightly, a very faint smile that vanished in an instant.
"Can't you see it with the naked eye?" he asked.
Mingdai stared blankly at He Yaonian, vaguely sensing that he already knew something.
Mingdai was going all out.
"No, it's the clothes that are covering it."
That's how straightforward it is.
She should have been direct a long time ago.
The moment He Yaonian heard these words, his expression was quite remarkable. The last trace of cold indifference on his handsome face vanished without a trace.
"You mean you want me to take off my clothes to see?"
He Yaonian confirmed the information while observing Mingdai's reaction.
Mingdai's face remained flushed, and her earlobes resembled beads of blood.
She nodded with a defiant air, "That's what I mean."
Remembering that the two of them were still at the door, what if someone passed by and overheard something...
Mingdai quickly went over and closed the door.
I plan to confirm it here directly.
Mingdai leaned against the door, taking deep breaths repeatedly.
His eyes, however, shone with determination.
"Third Uncle, is it alright?"
He Yaonian: "...Do you think this is okay?"
He wanted to laugh.
real.
At this moment, Mingdai was so adorable that he couldn't describe it.
Mingdai suffocated.
Shouldn't He Yaonian readily take off his shirt and let her see it in this situation?
Why doesn't he take action?
No, no, that's not right.
Mingdai felt like she was going crazy.
How could she openly look at He Yaonian's bare back given her relationship with him?
He Yaonian was absolutely certain that she was mentally ill.
She needs to find a plausible reason.
"This place doesn't seem quite right, does it?"
He Yaonian did not refuse, nor did he ask why; he simply raised a question about the venue.
Mingdai snapped out of her daze.
"Th-that..."
She looked at He Yaonian helplessly.
"How about we find another time?"
He Yaonian was very understanding. "There are too many people around here, and I do have a separate villa, but I don't know..."
"Can!"
Mingdai nodded without hesitation.
She didn't want to be haunted by her erotic dreams with He Yaonian anymore. She clearly didn't covet his body; she clearly only regarded him as her third uncle. She had to be sure whether He Yaonian was the man from that night.
Whether it's a certain way or not, those are issues to be considered later.
He Yaonian turned back to his desk, unable to suppress the smile on his lips.
Mingdai stood there for a while, her mind reeling, before finally remembering the jewelry exhibition that evening.
"Third Uncle, are you going to the jewelry exhibition tonight?"
Mingdai moved closer to the desk, and He Yaonian picked up his coffee and sipped it lightly.
"I'm not going."
Upon hearing this, Mingdai thought it made sense; He Yaonian's identity made it impossible for him to appear in such a setting.
"Lin Yang said everything is ready. You've helped him a lot. If we can successfully wipe out Liu Mei and her gang tonight, Lin Yang and I will thank you properly, Uncle Third."
He Yaonian put down his coffee cup.
"You and Lin Yang?"
That's jarring.
"Are you very familiar with Lin Yang?"
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