Sikong Heng lowered his waist and carried snow white in his arms. The two of them entered the lounge next door.
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In the lounge, the two of them rolled onto the soft bed. Sikong Heng kissed her fair and delicate skin, and snow white giggled, “Miracle Doctor Sikong, I heard that this time, Mrs. Sikong’s birthday party is your large-scale matchmaking party. There’s a rumor that Little Princess Sara is your default Mrs. Sikong. Is that true?”
Sikong Heng looked at her bright oval face. Although her tone was casual, her seductive eyes looked at him.
This exposed her little thoughts. In fact, she was very worried that he would go on a matchmaking party.
Sikong Heng curled his thin lips. He did not confirm or deny it. He just let her guess. It was best if she could guess something that tickled her heart. Otherwise, she would always hide there like a coward.
