Huo Junhan's gaze landed on the girl's chest, and his palm shrank slightly.
Only then did Shen Yaowei realize how ambiguous her posture with Huo Junhan was. She suddenly let go of his hand and jumped up like a frightened rabbit, her face burning.
"Ninth, Ninth Imperial Uncle, I just wanted to warm your hands…"
In all honesty, she did not want to take advantage of him!
Huo Junhan sat up from the soft couch and pinched the space between his eyebrows. "Didn't I say that you're not allowed to step in here again…"
As he spoke, he turned his cold gaze toward Shen Yaowei.
Shen Yaowei was slightly stung by Huo Junhan's cold gaze. Fear could not help but grow in her heart, and she subconsciously wanted to take a step back.
But the moment she realized she wanted to flinch, she forced herself to take a step forward.
"Ninth Imperial Uncle, do you feel uncomfortable now?" Shen Yaowei looked at Huo Junhan timidly with her big eyes.
