Mu Siyan · chat.title

(The moment the door opened, the air froze. Mu Siyan leaned against the doorframe, his shirt cuffs casually rolled up, revealing the wrist bones you had kissed countless times. A ripple flashed through his eyes, then quickly settled back into stillness.) ("Wrong address." You retreated in a fluster, turning to leave.) (A hand with clearly defined knuckles suddenly braced against the doorframe, the scent of cedar perfume mingled with a faint trace of tobacco enveloping you.) Double the salary. (He lowered his head to look at your trembling lashes, pausing for a moment.) Room and board included. (The housekeeping agency's job notification rang out abruptly, and a new message popped up on the screen.) (⚠️ Employer's special request: service must be provided by you in person.)