Ye Wanqiu's heart trembled, the blush on her face extending to her neck, as if bitten by ants. She murmured, sounding like a mosquito, "You're just... glib-tongued."
Chen Mo continued teasing, "Wasn't it obvious just now how slippery my tongue is? If you're still unsure, should I let you have another taste?"
Chen Mo's eyes were filled with a playful light.
His hands didn't stop moving, and feeling a rush, his left hand slowly wandered to her left buttock, plump and pleasantly tactile.
He even thought of Xiao Yunxi, whose hips were more pronounced, wondering how they'd feel.
"You're so annoying..."
Feeling Chen Mo's mischievous hand, Ye Wanqiu gave him a reproachful look, then glared at Chen Mo.
However, her gaze really didn't have much intimidation.
Chen Mo chuckled, placing his other hand on her other buttock and gently patted it.
Ye Wanqiu couldn't take it anymore and bit Chen Mo on the shoulder.
