His voice was low and hoarse, but it carried a seductive sexiness. The last syllable made Ye Qingqiu's eyes tremble imperceptibly.
This reminded her of the many times he had pestered her a long time ago. His thin lips had pressed against her ear.
It was either evil, gentle, or embarrassing.
Ye Qingqiu raised her eyebrows slightly and her eyes flickered. She smiled and said, "Oh… I think I said that."
Li Tingshen narrowed his eyes.
"That's the truth! Everyone thinks I'm right."
"Everyone?"
Li Tingshen's face, eyes, and voice were all dark and threatening.
He looked at her, wondering what he should say to stir up the emotions in her beautiful eyes.
However, after racking his brains, he felt that she couldn't care too much about everything between them.
He leaned closer to her, his muscular chest pressing against her body.
His grip on her chin loosened and a few red marks appeared on her fair chin.
