How could he do this?
She didn't even dare to move in his arms.
"Baby, you can feel it, right? I feel very distressed now, help me…" His voice became muffled and unspeakably sultry. Just listening to his voice was enough to make Qiao Mianmian's heart tremble.
Her face turned red and hot, but she didn't dare to move. Her eyes were flushed with anxiety as she stuttered, "You- You can solve it yourself."
Didn't men know how to please themselves already?
He could do that too.
Why did she have to help him?
"Honey." The man buried his head in her neck and rubbed against her, whining. "I don't want to solve it by myself. Help me."
Hearing him call her "Honey" was enough to make her heart jump wildly again.
…
In the end, she still failed to resist Mo Yesi's repeated temptations and pitiful expressions. She ended up using another method to solve the problem for him.
