Tong Yan wrapped her arms around his neck, "It's yours, all yours."
Bo Yimo still seemed unsatisfied, his expression calm and indifferent, "What about the little one?"
Though he was expressionless, Tong Yan felt like laughing. Clearly, he cared a lot inside, but his face remained indifferent, as if he didn't care at all!
She just wanted to say two words to him: Repressed!
Tong Yan smiled with her eyes and brows, tiptoed, and offered her lips, "I wouldn't do this with him."
As soon as she finished speaking, their lips touched, just gently touching without any further action, but even without the passionate exchange, the warmth and affection were palpable, heart pounding thunderously, unbelievably warm.
Bo Yimo seemed satisfied, no longer pursuing the matter, holding her, and kissed for a long, long time.
Tong Yan was very pleased with this outcome.
Looks like appeasing him works like a charm!
