Xu Youyou's face heated up and she pinched his waist. &Quot; I don't understand what you're saying! &Quot;
She had little strength, so she was like a kitten scratching an itch. Mo shenbai's waist was itchy, and his heart was even more itchy.
"If you don't understand, why are you blushing?" His low and hoarse voice was mixed with a smile and sounded frivolous.
Xu Youyou glared at him with a teasing look in her eyes and turned to leave. &Quot; I'm not talking to you anymore. &Quot;
Mo shenbai grabbed her wrist and pulled her back to him. He held her face in his hands and lowered his head to kiss her pink lips.
It was passionate and extremely intoxicating.
In the end, Xu Youyou was carried back by him. He kicked the door open and went straight into the bathroom.
Xu Youyou pounded on his shoulders and protested against taking a shower with him.
