Yan Xi opened her eyes at some point, saw Tao Xiaowei's angry shyness, touched her black hair, and pressed her back to her chest, "Does it hurt?"
I hate it, why would he ask such a question? Even if it hurts, can she say it? Tao Xiaowei is like a cat whose tongue has been bitten off, her red face pressed against Yan Xi's body, blocking his
Questioning, he nodded vigorously.
"I feel pain too." His voice was still hoarse.
He was having so much fun despite the pain. Last night, he didn't see that Yan Xi knew what pain was. Tao Xiaowei stretched out her fingers and poked his bare, smooth chest in protest.
"Weiwei, you are much better than that national teacher yesterday. It took her a long time to scratch me. Look, you made the body of the God of Death covered with scars without any effort. You bit her here.
, here it was scratched by your paws, and here, it was actually scratched by your fingers."[
Well, I was teased.
Tao Xiaowei shrank down again uneasily, letting the quilt completely wrap her up. From Yan Xi's angle, only a bunch of black hair could be seen.
An angry cry came from his chest, "Bad guy, you pecked me into a cat with a painted face, let's even out."
She was talking about the hickeys left by Yan Xi on her body, from her neck to her calves. Yan Xi had left his mark on every part of her body. She solemnly declared that from now on, this beautiful little thing would completely belong to him.
From the strands of hair to the heels, every inch belongs to him.
Those who covet it, kill them!
Her little head arched and arched under his body. Yan Xi took a slight breath, stretched out his hand, grabbed her out, and kindly advised, "Stop moving any more."
Tao Xiaowei wrinkled her nose, raised her chin, and faced Yan Xi fiercely, "I'll move, I'll move. I'm sore all over, but you have to take care of me even if I move. You're such a bad guy!"
But Yan Xi's eyes widened, and Tao Xiaowei swallowed the word "bad guy" back into her stomach, and reluctantly replaced it with a soft call, "Husband~!~"
Yan Xi nodded with satisfaction and asked maliciously, "Weiwei, if not, let me treat you."
Stupidly, the little sheep, which had been eaten over and over again, and even had its bones licked, still couldn't figure out the big bad wolf's conspiracy. Recalling the past when Yan Xi used internal energy to help her resolve congestion, she happily agreed, "Too