Feeling her restless little hand reaching over and untying his pajamas belt, Si Kongheng quickly pressed her little hand and slowly released her red lips.
Both of their lips were glistening, but they were suddenly restrained. Snow looked at him with her misty eyes and said in a delicate voice, “What’s Wrong?”
Si Kong Heng looked at her blushing face and the dissatisfaction in her eyes and felt that she was really a seductive little vixen.
However, he was not bewitched. He had grasped the remaining bit of rationality. A good upbringing would not allow him to become depraved. All these years, his private life had been clean. It would have been fine if she had ruined his innocence three years ago, three years later, he would never allow himself to become a man who traded his body.
