Huo Xiting kissed her slowly.
Mrs. Huo looked petite and weak in his arms.
However, she was very irritable in her heart.
'I said I want hotpot! Huo Xiting, did you hear that? I haven't eaten hotpot in ten years. Sob, sob, sob, sob, hotpot, you dog, do you not understand human language?'
Huo Xiting slowly moved away from her lips and looked into her eyes. He suppressed the desire in his heart and said hoarsely, "Mrs. Huo, do you want to eat hotpot? Are you secretly cursing me in your heart?"
Ye Beisheng estimated the time it would take for her to regain her sense of taste and tried to please him. "I'm not, 9th master. I just want you to kiss me ~"
However, Huo Xiting heard it clearly.
'So what if I scold you! I'm scolding you! I'm cursing you! Huo xiting, I'm scolding you! Hit me if you have the ability!'
Huo Xiting suddenly chuckled.
