She held out her hand for a while, but Yan Sihan still ignored her.
She couldn't help complaining in her heart: It's so hard to please my husband…
Just when she was about to retract her hand, his large palm caught her slender wrist.
Then, even the arm she held was turned around and wrapped around her waist.
At this moment, she felt as if her entire body was in his hands. As he bent down towards her, she lifted her face, her chin raised up knowingly.
However, he stopped just short of the limit she could reach.
The anticipated kiss never came.
An idea sprouted in her mind: if she wanted to eat the sweet filling, she had to make it herself.
So, focusing on his good-looking thin lips, unexpectedly and catching him off-guard, she surged slightly upwards, reaching for the sweet filling.
Unlike the usual sweetness and warmth, her filling had a hint of medicinal fragrance. She hated medicine, but she could enjoy this taste.
His hand gradually tightened around her waist.
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