"So that's how it is, Anning—" He slowly stepped forward, his slender fingers stretching out to gently lift a strand of her hair. The locks were black and glossy, smooth as silk, he sighed softly, bending down, and suddenly, he scooped up her legs and lifted her into his arms!
"Ah!—" With a startled cry, she found herself princess-carried and thrown onto the bed!
Then, the very next second, Yu Zexiao bent over her, not uttering another word as he undid the blanket wrapped around her!
He was definitely a man of action, he had just spoken his mind, and her attitude had softened; now it was time to get under the covers, right? Oh, how he had waited for so long, and finally he could savor the meat in his mouth! He was determined to do it every day, all the time, rolling in the sheets until his little assistant couldn't get out of bed!
