Su Yu, despite his usual restraint, couldn't help but let out a muffled groan under this kind of stimulation.
"What's wrong with you?" Han Jing opened her eyes and asked, looking confused.
Inside, she was wondering if she had gone too far. Doing this so early in the morning didn't seem very considerate, and if she really wore Su Yu out, what would happen to her lifelong "sex"—life bliss?
After all, he had kept her in suspense for so long with a mysterious gift, she was just giving him a little bit of punishment, just to see if he would still act all cold and aloof in the future!
Even the coldest male god is still a man! She just didn't believe he could endure!
However, for the sake of her lifelong happiness, Han Jing let go and put her hand on Su Yu's forehead: "Do you have a fever? Why is your forehead so hot?"
Su Yu didn't even dare to move at this moment.
His whole body was stiff, his breathing somewhat unstable.
