"Scratchy?" Li Nanheng touched his chin. After feeling his stubble, he suddenly smiled slyly and continued to rub her in his arms. When Feng Ling barely had the strength to resist, he lowered his head and continued to rub his chin on her cheek. "Is it still scratchy?"
Feng Ling tried to break free in pain, but couldn't because the man hugged her so tightly.
When her face was all red, the man suddenly raised his wrist and looked at the time, then he let out a long breath and turned to sit upright on the sofa.
Feng Ling also hurriedly sat up. Being teased by him, she felt her heart was pounding hard.
After all, Feng Ling was a girl. Being hugged and kissed by a man who she liked, she felt her whole body tensed up and her face was burning with heat.
Li Nanheng said, "Okay, I'll stop. You can just live here and I'll find a way to avoid those people in my way."
