"Yanyan, I've always kept myself for you till now. What makes you think I could get another woman pregnant? For me, I only want to give you a baby in this lifetime! Do you understand?!"
"Mhm." Song Enyan nodded contentedly in his arms.
Suddenly, Nangong Ze let out a wail, "Yanyan, what are you doing?"
Song Enyan's bright eyes gazed innocently at him, "Brother Nangong Ze, you're so strange, sometimes big, sometimes small."
Her little hand, filled with curiosity, gave him another squeeze.
"Yanyan, you're playing with fire!!"
"Huh?"
Song Enyan, who hadn't fully grasped the situation, was eagerly seized by Nangong Ze, hungrily savouring her lips...
That night, for Nangong Ze, was undoubtedly torturous.
He couldn't stop kissing her, but the pain on his back prevented him from doing anything more.
Meanwhile, Song Enyan was in no better state, his passionate kisses left her limp and unsteady.
