"Brother-in-law, you mustn't have any messy thoughts, okay?" Xu Shanshan suddenly whispered in Li Yifei's ear.
Li Yifei immediately blushed and coughed awkwardly a few times before saying, "What messy thoughts could I possibly have?"
Xu Shanshan chuckled softly and said, "Your breathing is a bit rushed."
"Is it not tiring to carry you? Of course, my breathing is rushed," Li Yifei insisted, refusing to admit anything else.
Xu Shanshan giggled and asked, "Then why is your hand moving around on my leg?"
"That..." Li Yifei hadn't even noticed that his hand had started to fidget, and he quickly stopped, arguing defensively, "Isn't it out of habit from rubbing your feet and legs all the time? The moment my hand touches your leg, it just starts rubbing automatically."
"You're lying," Xu Shanshan accused, and then, astonishingly, she bit down on Li Yifei's earlobe.
