"Yunyun, the floor is cold."
In the past, when she heard Huo Shidu coax her like this, Pei Yunge would soften her stance no matter what.
However, at the thought of Huo Shidu being intimate with that woman, Pei Yunge's eyes darkened. For the first time, she felt as if a needle had stabbed into her heart.
Pursing her lips, she suddenly turned around.
But unexpectedly.
In the next second, the man behind her grabbed her waist and carried her horizontally, his right hand still holding onto her high heels.
Pei Yunge pressed against his warm body and could only smell the faint and pleasant scent from the man's body.
"I can let you torture me, but don't torture yourself, do you hear me?"
Huo Shidu glanced at the person in his arms who had yet to regain her senses. He really wanted to try biting her and hurt her so that the little girl could cry and learn her lesson.
