"Thank you! But I'm not a three-year-old, I know how to wear my own clothes. So there's no need to trouble you!" Huang Yueli gritted her teeth as she stared at the handsome man who was right behind her.
Li Moying's powerful hand clasped her and he felt her slender waist beneath his palm. His hands joined together and it seemed as though he could encircle her tiny waist.
"No trouble, This Husband is glad to be of service to my wife," he chuckled.
Huang Yueli finally could not stand it any further and lifted her feet to kick him. "Go away! My father is still standing by the side watching. Go and comfort them first and tell them that I'm alright now. Ask them to be assured."
Huang Yueli entrusted such an important task to him, so Li Moying naturally couldn't reject her.
Helpless, he lowered his head and nibbled her neck gently. He only let her go when he heard the young lady's surprised scream.
