Shameful images flitted through her mind, and her cheeks suffused with red tint.
"We're in public!" She slapped his chest.
Although she had locked the door, what if the waiter had the keys to enter and serve the food?
Yin Shaojie pretended he was hurting and groaned as he clasped at his chest. "You're not even sincere. Forget it. Get down."
Mu Xiaoxiao looked at him as she massaged his chest with her little hand.
"Why are you so mean…"
Though she was complaining, her hand wasn't stopping. After kneading the spot where he was hit, her little hand went down to the hem of his shirt and quietly slid beneath it.
Placing her palm on his well-defined abs, the chunks of hardness sent Mu Xiaoxiao's heart into acceleration.
This bastard's body was really quite exceptional.
The mere thought of seeing it in the nude strangely made her feel dry in the throat.
Suddenly… there was a great urge to kiss his body.
