"You can touch, lick, or even suck it. If it's Sister Yumo, I won't mind~"
Unexpectedly, Mengxi adopted a playful and flirty demeanor. Her voice, typically as melodious and delightful as a yellow oriole's song, now possessed a captivating charm. Her silver hair shimmered, and her smile carried a touch of mischievousness.
This unexpected behavior from Mengxi took Yumo by surprise, leaving her momentarily stunned.
'What's wrong with this girl, why is she behaving so strange?'
Yumo thought inwardly. As she felt the softness touching the palm of her hand, she held her breath.
'What should I do now? '
Yumo was deeply torn.
Her initial instinct was to pull her hand away. However, seeing Mengxi's inviting gaze, filled with a subtle provocation, Yumo's determination wavered.
'This girl, does she think I wouldn't dare? '
