Li beixiao did not answer. Ye qingge patted his arm again, but he still did not wake up.
She pinched his ear and found that his earlobe was very thick and felt good to the touch.
Ye qingge wanted to pinch him again, but li beixiao caught her wrist.
"Are you addicted to pinching? Hmm?"
His sleepy nasal voice was low and pleasant to hear, with a hint of sexy hoarseness.
little uncle's ears are very soft. Mumu said that soft ears are afraid of your wife.
Ye qingge smiled and whispered in li beixiao's ear.
That soft voice had a hint of coyness.
Li beixiao's heart trembled. This woman was seducing him every minute.
The man's strong heartbeat clearly entered her ears, and what entered her nose was the faint smell of tobacco.
"You want me to be afraid of you?" Li beixiao asked in a hoarse voice as he bit ye qingge's small ear.
