Sang Yan declined with a lack of enthusiasm, "No need. No need. Don't think I don't know what you're up to."
He Ying teased her with a smile, "Then what am I up to?"
Sang Yan grumbled unhappily, "It's definitely not anything good, that's for sure."
He Ying's eyes suddenly darkened, and he said with a smile, "Since you've already said that, I feel like I'd be letting you down if I didn't come up with some mischief."
With that, he suddenly reached out and pinched her waist—not too gently but not too hard either.
Sang Yan reacted strongly, almost jumping out of the bed.
Her face flushed, she looked at the man still feigning innocence and felt both embarrassed and angry as she accused, "He Xinyuan, to speak and behave lewdly in broad daylight is a big taboo!"
He Ying spread his hands with an innocent look, "I just thought you were tired from last night's efforts and wanted to help you relax your muscles, that's all."
