Tong Keke felt that the pain in her stomach had eased quite a bit. Her little uncle's palm was so warm.
"Keke, is it better now? You can take a hot shower; it works just the same," Gu Qianxi's voice had already become husky.
Although at that moment, Tong Keke didn't feel there was anything inappropriate about her little uncle's palm resting on her lower abdomen, Gu Qianxi, however, felt as if his blood was about to boil over.
He absolutely couldn't continue staying close to her like this. Otherwise, he was truly afraid he might turn into one of those mythical beasts in the middle of the night and pounce on this little creature.
Of course, he had to restrain himself. He absolutely couldn't entertain any improper thoughts.
"No, I only want Little Uncle to warm my tummy," Tong Keke pouted, her tiny face brimming with coquettishness.
