"IF Skin Thirst Puppy," punish me, Miao Miao.

It was truly a very enjoyable chat.

In the end, Shi Miao's mind went blank, she stood on tiptoe, grabbed Jiang Jiang's ear, and rambled on incoherently about her lecture.

The man's long eyelashes drooped, making his profile appear exceptionally handsome.

However, the next second...

He slightly raised his eyes, as if very curious, and leaned his face forward, rubbing his high nose against her bright red ears.

A hot breath brushed against the sensitive, burning tip of her ear.