On the big bed.
Li Chen held Wen Yao's exquisite body.
Both of their faces were brimming with joyful smiles, touching each other, exchanging sweet nothings.
"Brother Chen, how about Yaoyao becomes your little lover from now on?" Wen Yao tilted her head up, her large eyes shimmering with hope.
"This..." Li Chen hesitated.
Lin Qian had said something similar to him before.
But Wen Yao's words gave him a completely different feeling.
Lin Qian was more like an independent woman, with her own career and ideas, and although she could be salacious and uninhibited in front of him, that was just part of her personality, not hidden or restrained.
So when she said those words, he didn't take them too seriously.
Wen Yao was different.
In those clear eyes, he saw unparalleled seriousness; she wasn't joking at all.
How could it not make him tremble?
"Yaoyao..."
Li Chen didn't know what to say to express his feelings at that moment.
