"Xiaojing, sneaking up on people isn't a good habit."
The mellifluous voice carried a husky tone from just waking up. The woman who had been sleeping peacefully suddenly opened eyes, clear as crystal.
Caught in the act, Quan Jingwu didn't panic. Leaning towards her, Jian Qing's eyes narrowed. Her reserved smile immediately disappears.
"Hey, you…"
In a blink of an eye, their positions are becoming suggestive.
Quan Jingwu's hands were at her sides, his tall sturdy body comfortably covering his sweetheart under him. His eyes, purple and relaxed, watching her.
"Xiaojing, you are too heavy. Get up now." Jian Qing placed her hand on his chest. A rare panic flashed in her eyes.
Quan Jingwu chuckled, his handsome face leaning close to Jian Qing, and said, "Sweetheart, are you feeling shy?"
He was beginning to find teasing her addicting.
Jian Qing's face turned red. Again, this was happening.
Hearing his voice with an enchanting tone that makes your ears pregnant.
