Leng Youchen saw her unwillingness, and he sighed, "Little Demon, sooner or later you'll be the death of me."
Wei Anning's cheeks were burning. Although they were living in different places, and she wasn't deliberately trying to tease him, seeing his regretful expression, she still wanted to please him.
She suppressed her shyness and moved the camera underwater.
In the shimmering water, the woman's graceful figure tantalized Leng Youchen's eyes, his pupils contracted sharply, and his breathing grew rapid.
This Little Demon, he wished he had the supernatural ability to teleport, so he could immediately appear in front of her, take her fiercely, and calm his heart.
Wei Anning heard the progressively rapid breathing on the phone. Afraid that he wouldn't be able to sleep tonight, she quickly said, "Leng Youchen, the water is cold; I'm going to get up. I'll hang up, bye."
Saying this, she already ended the video call, her heart pounding wildly.
