Li Qianfan's movements were slow, as slow as a sloth because he was admiring Ye Ling'er's most private area.
There, Ye Ling'er's skin was smooth and fair, with particularly sparse hair, like a sparse little forest that had an endearing quality.
Moreover, the hair there was very neat, obviously trimmed!
Li Qianfan's eyes almost popped out; if Ye Ling'er hadn't been on her period, he would most certainly have tried to taste those flavors.
"Stop looking."
Ye Ling'er said with shame and anger, reaching for her jeans to pull them up.
Li Qianfan immediately stretched out his hand, touching her 'secret garden' and thus found his hand soaked.
"You're touching me again!" Ye Ling'er exclaimed angrily.
Li Qianfan rubbed his fingertips and said, "Miss Ye, you're already soaking wet."
"Nonsense, after you've been teasing me like this, how could I... how could I not feel anything?" Ye Ling'er said with her face flushed.
