But at this point, Song Xiaodong really had no choice; he dared not provoke Xiao Yingying. If he made her heartbroken, it would be playing with fire. After all, nothing was more important than life itself.
Song Xiaodong hurriedly said, "Okay, okay, just a little touch, but Yingying, we really can't mess around right now, I'm truly very exhausted these days."
"Alright, you touch me, and I'll touch you, definitely no messing around," Xiao Yingying immediately turned sobs into laughter.
Song Xiaodong had no choice but to agree, albeit begrudgingly. However, when Xiao Yingying actually touched him, he was truly nervous, yet there was an inexplicable excitement within him.
"Brother Dongzi, you're so naughty. You say not to mess around, yet you do this," Xiao Yingying chuckled lightly, her tone extremely coquettish.
"My dear little auntie, please stop tormenting me," Song Xiaodong said through clenched teeth, trying to control his voice, the effort causing him true discomfort.
