Chapter 105: Audacious
Ming Zhao reached out and ripped off his collar, then bit the tooth mark tattoo angrily.
"You're the puppy."
The fragrant and sweet scent rushed into his arms, but the man didn't mind at all. Instead, a faint doting smile appeared at the corner of his lips.
He gently stretched out his hand, pinched the girl's small and delicate chin, and shook it left and right with a playful look.
A deep voice teased, "A biting little dog."
"..." Ming Zhao's cheeks felt as if they were on fire and became inexplicably hot.
She was a little embarrassed and annoyed, so she pushed his shoulders away with force, then turned over and sat on him.
This condescending attitude made Ming Zhao feel good about himself, as if he had regained the dominant position. So his courage swelled rapidly like a balloon being blown up.
She raised her chin slightly and looked down at him, a little arrogant and a little provocative.
"Call me master."
Zhou Tingyun's hand was casually resting on her leg. Through the thin nightgown, she could clearly feel the warmth and softness of his palm.
Hearing the girl's commanding tone, his black eyes paused and he chuckled.
"Xiaoguai, have you forgotten?" he said, "I haven't settled the score with you about Gu He yet."
Hearing this, Ming Zhao immediately wanted to get off him, but was held down.
"If you like sitting, sit longer," Zhou Tingyun said calmly, "Sit down and explain."
She was forced to stick close to him, without any gap.
The temperature of the man's waist and abdomen under her gradually became noticeable. The hand pressing on her thigh had slender fingers with distinct joints, like a fine work of art, and was also incredibly hot.
It seemed to penetrate through her skin and go straight into her heart.
It's hot everywhere.
Her legs couldn't help but shrink on both sides. Although he was the one in the lower position, she felt like she was being firmly controlled in his palms, allowing him to twist and squeeze her.
"Mute?"
Zhou Tingyun raised his hand and patted her thigh lightly.
The movements seem casual, but reveal a subtle sense of oppression.
His body subconsciously tensed up, Ming Zhao's face and ears felt hot, and he felt like he was about to melt in this embarrassment.
He who knows the times is a hero. She held his hand and expressed her feelings in a sweet and flattering way.
She spoke deliberately sweetly, saying that she only loved her brother and loved him the most, then she held his hand and shook it coquettishly, begging for forgiveness.
Zhou Tingyun just looked at her, describing her with his eyes, his black pupils were deep, and his fingertips did not move.
The air around gradually became thicker as time passed.
The man's eyes swept over her body lightly, and Ming Zhao's waist couldn't help but become weak, and her palms became hot.
He did nothing, but it was even more difficult than if he had done anything.
The nightgowns were stacked, with only two layers of thin fabric between them.
One is Zhou Tingyun's home pajamas, and the other is...
Finally reacting slowly, his soft ears turned red, almost dripping blood. Ming Zhao didn't dare to move, trying to avoid his dark eyes, and said softly, "Brother...Brother, I haven't eaten the cake yet."
Of course Zhou Tingyun would not refuse her request.
In the living room, soft light shines on the dining table, where a beautifully packaged box is quietly placed.
The slender fingertips gently and carefully unwrapped it bit by bit, and the tempting cake appeared.
The cream is sweet and fragrant, and it is dotted with fresh and crispy cherries.
Bending his head and kissing her earlobe, Zhou Tingyun said in a calm voice, "Let me taste it first?"
Even if Ming Zhao wanted to protect his food, he had no way to resist.
I could only complain, "But, don't you dislike desserts..."
The man's tone was very gentle, "I'll compensate Xiaoguai with a new one tomorrow, okay?"
She has no right to say anything bad.
The cream is dense and rich, with a delicate and sweet taste.
The cherries were bright red, fresh, plump and juicy, each one as beautiful as a crystal-clear red agate, bursting with sweetness between his lips and teeth.
Because he was too bold, the cake was eaten bite by bite.
The girl's tears also began to fall.
Zhou Tingyun was not soft-hearted. He patted her red cheeks from crying and asked her what she should call him.
——Wrong answer.
——Wrong answer.
Tears soaked his clothes.
It was not until he heard the girl's trembling voice that he finally responded with a low laugh.
“good girl.”
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