How could a man say such amorous things so bluntly and have that look in his eyes?
It was as if he was probing very seriously and putting all of his efforts into confirming something.
Ye Qingge smiled enchantingly. She remembered how he would storm off angrily every time she called him "Little Uncle"...
Would he disappear if she called him "Little Uncle" again?
Would that mean that she could leave?
"What did you say, Little Uncle? I can't hear you!"
The man's scorching hot palm had trapped the back of her head, making Ye Qingge's position a little awkward. All she could do was smile charmingly to hide her disadvantage.
This time, however, the situation did not play out according to Ye Qingge's expectations — that Li Beichen would leave or send her away.
Instead, she was faced with the man's kiss, which felt more like a penalty. Forceful, dominating, aggressive…
