'Don't twitch, eyelids!' Mu Yuze prayed desperately as he felt the tip of He Juan's fingers on his brow, going down across his cheek before he pinched Mu Yuze's ear between his fingers – the ears which had surely turned bright crimson by now.
Damn it! Mu Yuze cursed under his breath. He could control his breathing and eyelids, but there was no way he could stop his heartbeat from reacting to He Juan's touches. And as expected, he heard the man chuckle followed by a gentle tweak on his nose,
"Have I told you before that you're not very good at acting, Xiao Ze?"
Mu Yuze snapped his eyes open with a glare, only to freeze in shock when he found He Juan's smiling face right beside him. S–So close! How did they—
"Seeing that you're sleeping so well, I was going to lower the seat so that you can lie more comfortably," he eased back and spread his hands helplessly. "Alas, who knew that I would end up getting distracted by our Mu Yuze's handsome face?"
