Ye Shaoguang let out a mocking laugh. Soaring intelligence? He could not tell at all.
"I'd like to see Yan Qingsi's face if she knew what you were doing…"
Before he finished his sentence, Ye Shaoguang lifted Ji Mianmian.
Ji Mianmian yelped in surprise and her arms went around his neck.
Only after she was deposited onto the bed did she regain her senses. 'My God, this is my first princess carry.'
She laid on the huge bed with shock still painted on her round face.
Ye Shaoguang tipped her chin and said, "Ji Mianmian, you don't need to say a word."
Ye Shaoguang always thought of himself as a patient hunter. Whenever he wanted a prey, he would study and analyze their behavior before pouncing.
He did not kiss her immediately. His eyes roamed across Ji Mianmian's chubby, angelic face. Her eyes gleamed with an unstained innocence. Ye Shaoguang was filled with the urge to cloud those eyes with desire and break that innocence.
