Leng Hao's eyes darkened and pinched her.
Ye Xiaotao almost cried out loud. Then, she heard two knocks on the door. "Young master, young madam, breakfast is ready."
Leng Hao had no intention of moving away from Ye Xiaotao at all. Ye Xiaotao regretted her actions. He was so rough; it made her scared.
She immediately pushed him away from the chest with her two small hands. Then, she crawled away from him.
Leng Hao watched her crawl like a puppy. Her perky buttocks swung left and right. The tent in his trouser grew bigger and bigger until it almost tore the fabric. Leng Hao fell to the ground in disappointment and closed his eyes.
Little vixen!
...
Christmas.
The maid opened the door and Ye Xiaotao walked in with Leng Hao
Father Ye quickly came up to them. "Xiaotao, Leng Hao, welcome."
"Daddy, Merry Christmas!" Ye Xiaotao gave her daddy a big hug.
Father Ye smiled lovingly.
