Gu Xijiu put Di Fuyi on the bed, and Di Fuyi allowed her to do anything with him. He had a pair of eyes that were almost smiling today. Gu Xijiu's cheeks were still very red and hot. She turned to lie down by his side, then squeezed his cheeks using her hands. "Why are you looking at me like that?"
They were, in fact, the Lord's cheeks; she should cherish the fact that she was allowed to squeeze them. His skin was very elastic. She squeezed once and was unsatisfied. Hence, she squeezed again, and again. Di Fuyi moved his gaze slightly, grabbed one of her hands, and pulled her onto himself. Gu Xijiu was then in his embrace.
She was on top, and he was below. Their bodies were against each other's, and their gazes met. Di Fuyi held her hand that was squeezing his cheeks and gave off a burst of soft laughter. "Nervous?"
Gu Xijiu's heart leaped, but still, she was stubborn. "Who is nervous?"
