Ye Anxin suddenly felt an unbearable itch in her heart, her body instinctively shrank back, and she couldn't help but giggle, "Haha... It tickles, uncle, it tickles!"
Mu Beiting didn't give her a chance to retreat, he lowered his head directly, sealing her cold lips.
Realizing his intention, Ye Anxin pushed his stiff chest, "No... Cold...!"
Due to the previous miscarriage, she couldn't stand stuffiness; even though the weather was cold, she needed air circulation, and the floor heating and air conditioning were never turned on! It was New Year's Eve, and even though she was shivering from the cold, she found it comfortable this way!
"This will warm you up!" Mu Beiting's deep and husky voice came from the darkness, sounding particularly enticing.
A chord in Ye Anxin's heart moved, and the hand pushing Mu Beiting slowly retracted.
It had been a long time since the miscarriage, and uncle had been holding back from touching her! She knew uncle was afraid of hurting her!
