After Xiao Jinhan finished speaking, his gaze settled on the tip of her nose, and he asked again, "Going back?"
Normally, she would definitely go back to the villa with her fourth brother to warm her bed.
Not now.
Having finally given Fu Mengyao a chance to investigate the matter behind the scenes, how could she give up so easily?
She wrapped her arms around his neck with a bit more force, her expression becoming more serious. She widened her eyes and said in a sweet voice, "Give me some time. Once I find out the truth, I'll only label you, Xiao Jinhan, how about that?"
As she spoke, she shook her little head and nuzzled his chin, acting coquettishly.
Xiao Jinhan's breathing became heavier, and a feeling he had never experienced before became stronger, spreading little by little deep within his body. He knew very well that she had developed desire for Sixteen.
This kind of emotion, expressed without a medical examination, is completely different from the simple love I used to experience.
Tang Yaoyao noticed a change in his gaze, but she didn't let go of him. She kissed his chin again, smiled brightly, raised her eyebrows, and adopted a roguish demeanor: "Fourth Brother, is your illness really cured?"
He paused slightly, tightened his grip on her shoulder, and a hint of uncertainty flickered in his deep eyes.
He lowered his gaze, his eyes fixed on her sweet lips, his Adam's apple bobbing up and down: "Try it, you'll know."
His deep voice sounded calm, but in reality, it was turbulent beneath the surface.
Tang Yaoyao's cheeks flushed, and her mouth felt dry.
Xiao Jinhan added, "No matter what the outcome of the trial is, don't run away halfway through."
Tang Yaoyao: "..."
sky!
What kind of inhuman dialogue is this?
She's an old maid, over a thousand years old, and should be shy and demure, so what's with this fluttering feeling and impatience in her heart?
My heart is pounding with excitement and a hint of anticipation?
It's over.
I've been poisoned by my fourth brother.
She licked her lips, her eyes alluring, and said, "Okay, then let's try until it really works. Don't back down."
Xiao Jinhan looked at her, and because of her words, his breathing suddenly became a little disordered. A strange feeling gradually rose up. He took a deep breath to suppress the discomfort.
Sixteen's foot is not yet healed, so we can't rush it.
Tang Yaoyao withdrew her gaze, nestled in his arms, and smelled his unique scent in her nostrils. She let out a soft, satisfied hum: "Fourth Brother."
"Um?"
She muttered, "We must have brushed past each other in a past life."
Why?
"I really like your scent. I haven't forgotten it since I first smelled it." As she spoke, she took a deep breath, her thoughts becoming hazy: "It feels so good."
His body tensed slightly, his breathing became a little heavy, his expression was both dreamy and refined, and his voice was somewhat deep: "Sixteen."
She didn't look up, and whispered, "Hmm?"
“You’re a girl, and sometimes it’s necessary to be reserved.”
In her dazed state, she spoke somewhat reluctantly: "Oh dear, I know you want to say that I should keep a little distance from you and shouldn't seduce you. Well, I'm a patient now, so I'm being pampered. You should spoil me."
A fox's nature can't be changed.
He looked down at her smooth, dark hair, his expression somewhat helpless, but he also gradually felt his body getting warmer. The long-dormant sense of aggression was gradually awakened by her and lingered for a long time.
His illness could only be cured by this little imp.
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