"I didn't..."
Xiyan sensibly snuggled into his embrace, looking as docile as a little lamb.
His chest was solid, leaning against it gave her an indescribable sense of security, a particular stability.
She raised her small face to look at his features.
Tsk, this guy is really too handsome.
Every line and contour is like God's most outstanding work.
Being stared at by Xiyan like this, Ou Jue's Adam's apple bobbed up and down, "Put away your gaze, don't look at me."
"Oh." Xiyan pouted and averted her gaze.
Petty, what if I look at you a bit longer, it's not like I'd get pregnant by doing so.
Strange, is it a misconception? It felt like Ou Jue's arms tightened even more around her.
His steps also became somewhat hurried.
He kicked open the lounge door, strode in, and placed Xiyan on the makeup table.
Leaning over, both hands fixed by her side.
"Ou..." Before the name was fully out of her mouth, her lips were sealed with a searing kiss.
