335 I’m Leeching on You

Yun Xi was so frightened by the sight of him unbuttoning his shirt that she almost dropped the alcohol bottle in her hand.

Resisting the urge to smash the bottle on his face, she took a deep breath.

Her eyes twitched, and, looking at the man in front of her, she gritted her teeth and threatened, "Young Marshal Mu, if you don't behave, I have 100 ways to make you straighten up."

Mu Feichi narrowed his eyes slightly, and he stopped unbuttoning his shirt. Instead, he sized her up listlessly. Perhaps it was because he was really feeling uncomfortable and didn't have much energy left to speak.

"Don't you want to cool me down? Do whatever you want!"

He didn't want to scare this little rascal, so he stopped moving around.

Yun Xi glanced at him, grabbed a handful of cotton, and started rubbing alcohol into his forehead and chest.

This man was good-looking, but at this time she had no intention of admiring his looks.