"What are you thinking? Tell me," Li Chengyun propped his chin with his hand, looking at her with a wicked grin.
Jingrong opened her mouth, about to blurt out her thoughts reflexively, but immediately realized that Li Chengyun was doing it on purpose, wanting to tease her. A warm, bittersweet feeling washed over her, and she punched him lightly with her small fists, "Li Chengyun, let me tell you, one star…is one year, you're not allowed to touch me for a year, otherwise…"
Li Chengyun seemed a little angry, and directly pulled her into his arms, holding her tight, "Otherwise, what!" He lifted his hand to pinch her cheek, "Dare you threaten me, you little troublemaker."
Jingrong snorted coldly, "I am threatening you, so what, what are you going to do to me?"
Of course, Li Chengyun couldn't do anything to her, but there were plenty of ways to deal with her in bed.
