Xiao was no ordinary model; he possessed a bothersome attribute—a heightened sensitivity to touch. During a crucial fitting session, he was assigned to work with you, who was a fashion designer.

''Xiao..if you keep moving like that-" You attempt to adjust the measuring tape around his hip once as you speak, your hand grabbing ahold of his slim waist.

"Ah-!'' A whimper slips past his lips, his back subtly arching which makes you suddenly freeze your movements in question.....