Xiang Yiqing felt like all the blood vessels in his body were about to explode.
Yet, this damn little girl was still twisting her hips in front of him, making all sorts of seductive moves.
"Just a kiss."
Xin Xiaoxiao, dressed in a pink silk slip dress, teased in front of Xiang Yiqing, bent over, her soft lips gently kissed Xiang Yiqing's forehead.
Perhaps because she was wearing too little, her lips felt cool, the thin chill seemed to brush across Xiang Yiqing's heart.
His heart trembled slightly, and Xin Xiaoxiao was still bent over looking at him, his lowered gaze able to take in the scenery of her chest.
Heavens!
If this goes on, he will definitely have a nosebleed, this dead girl...
If she's going to do it, can't she be a bit quicker?
Or let him go, he'll definitely make her never forget it.
"Still pink, after all, I'm still a loli, pink suits my age better." Xin Xiaoxiao said as she bent over and sat on the edge of the bed.
