What surprised Chen Xiaolong even more was that though Xu Xiaoting was verbally unrelenting, she never really stopped him.
In fact, just now, Xu Xiaoting's response was even more intense, with that flexible little tongue being all too enticing.
Thinking of this, Chen Xiaolong smacked his lips, as if savoring the taste, his mouth still filled with the scent of Xu Xiaoting.
"Hehe, Xiaolong, what are you thinking about? Are you thinking about what just happened?"
The rustling sound came from the side, Xu Xiaoting had just put on that transparent lace nightgown and carelessly leaned in closer.
The material of this nightgown was very thin, the vaguely revealing look quickly caused Chen Xiaolong to react again.
For a moment, Chen Xiaolong was at his wits' end—wasn't this attire simply a recipe for making mistakes?
This little imp really knew how to torment a man!
