Suddenly, only the two of them remained in the spacious living room.
Mo Weiyi couldn't resist stepping onto her tiptoes and slightly lifting her chin, looking at the handsome jawline of the man in front of her. With a coquettish whisper, she said, "Xiaobai, give me a kiss."
Xiao Yebai stood there, his eyes slightly downcast.
There were two pieces of gauze plastered on Mo Weiyi's neck, and an obvious swelling on her fair cheek. Her delicate curly hair was slightly disheveled, and there were some dirt marks on the collar of her dress.
But none of these things detracted from her distinctively youthful and exquisite appearance, especially those attractive cat eyes. At this moment, they were slightly squinted, and her eyes were curved up in a smile, resembling...
An innocent, naive little kitten, pining for its master's affection.
A glimmer of emotion flashed through the depths of his obscure eyes.
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