"Let her have her way tonight; she won't be staying long anyway," Shen Mochen whispered to Catherine.
Catherine glanced at Shen Mochen enigmatically, stood up, and scoffed coldly, "So gentle? Then we'll call it even for today."
She left the room calmly. Han Muxue was quite surprised, but feeling triumphant, she didn't ponder it further and quickly sat down on Shen Mochen's lap.
"Is tonight's lesson over?" Shen Mochen wrapped his arms around Han Muxue and tenderly rubbed her head while his hand sneaked inside her clothes, gently kneading.
"Stop touching me," Han Muxue huffed, but she didn't genuinely try to stop him.
Shen Mochen chuckled, "Didn't you say there would be no off-limits?"
Han Muxue retorted with irritation, "That's not for you to... Hey!"
She suddenly screamed, her body shivered violently, and her face instantly flushed red.
"It seems you were thinking about it..."
Shen Mochen withdrew his hand and teasingly wiped it on Han Muxue's body.
