After a while, Li Yeqi finally let go of her. The grapes in the bowl were nearly gone. In the end, it didn't really matter who ate them. Li Yeqi held her quietly, trying to steady his breathing.
"Xixi."
The hoarse voice sounded in her ear, and the hot breath lingered, making her body tremble lightly. With a deep, tender nasal sound, she murmured, "Mm."
Li Yeqi didn't say a word, just held her tightly.
After a long pause, Yan Luoxi asked, "Do you have something on your mind?"
Li Yeqi's long, strong fingers ran through her hair. He shook his head, "You are what's on my mind. When will you let me... mm, come in once?"
Yan Luoxi was slow to understand. When she realized what he meant, her pretty face turned crimson. She raised a hand to lightly hit him, "You're so improper."
