Lei Zhao felt his lips moving closer to his ear now, touching it. "You've been a bad boy, and bad boys are punished, right?" Yan Mei said, her voice thick with mischievousness.
As soon as the words were out, the atmosphere thickened. There was something about the way she spoke that set Lei Zhao on fire. He tried to talk, but the words got stuck in his dry mouth.
He doesn't know if it was because he was shocked or looking forward to what she would do.
In one swift movement, he clasped his hands to her hips and pulled her towards him. His hardness pressed into her stomach as his hands moved to cup her face.
"Wifey, you know your wish is my command. If you want to punish me, I will gladly accept it." Lei Zhao said with a smile in his voice.
