Wen Xiao'ai's attention was instantly drawn to the object pressing against her leg.
Why did Jun Moyan hide that thing on him again?!
Hmph, she didn't catch it last time, but this time she definitely will. She wants to see exactly what it is that Jun Moyan keeps hiding on himself and won't show her.
"Jun Moyan."
Wen Xiao'ai reached out and gave Jun Moyan a nudge, but he didn't budge, still focused on his own actions.
Seeing that she couldn't move him, Wen Xiao'ai tilted her body slightly to the side, then reached out toward the object pressing against her leg.
"Almost there..."
Wen Xiao'ai pursed her lips, her small hand reaching between their tightly pressed bodies.
Feeling Wen Xiao'ai's movement, Jun Moyan instinctively lifted his body a little, inadvertently assisting Wen Xiao'ai.
"Got it."
At the moment Wen Xiao'ai caught it,
Jun Moyan, who had been focused on leaving strawberry marks on Wen Xiao'ai, let out a muffled groan, his body going rigid,
