"Hey... An Yuner!" Jiang Heechul patted her back angrily. There was a 50% chance that she was pretending to be dead.
"Well..." An Yun'er's face was pink and tender, and her face was as hot as if it had been burned.
One hand grabbed his clothes and groaned uncomfortably.
"Don't..." Jiang Heche held her small body in his arms, then stretched out a hand to cover her forehead to test her body temperature.
Damn! So hot? This girl...
She will probably die if she continues like this! It will be more serious than the fever she had when she was a child.
We need to find a way! If this continues, she will really be burned to death.
He kissed her lips involuntarily, with his arms still wrapped around her body, looking down at her face, his arms hanging slightly, touching the elasticity of her breasts.
"Oh..." I was shocked by the strange and tender touch. All the muscles in my body immediately tightened, my eyes were bloodshot, and I felt as if my heart had been displaced.
"Heechul Daddy..." An Yuner suddenly opened her eyes and hugged his neck, then kept rubbing her body against him.
Jiang Heechul was startled by her actions. Damn it... was this little girl pretending to be dead just now?