A low voice asked.

"No!"

Xia Yan quickly shook his head and lay down again, feeling a little unclear about the two of them lying together again.

Yi Beihan put the water cup on the low cabinet next to him, lifted up a corner of the quilt, and lay down in it. Seeing that she was deliberately not looking at him with her long eyelashes hanging down, he gently lifted her head, stretched out his arm, and then

He leaned his head into his arms.

It was still the smell she was familiar with, the faint fragrance of mint and sandalwood.

Even without opening her eyes, she could feel a pair of piercing eyes staring at her face.

"Can you turn off the lights?"

It feels so uncomfortable to be stared at by you like this.

"Um."

Yi Beihan responded lightly and raised his hand to turn off the wall lamp.

Suddenly falling into a dark room, Xia Yan breathed a sigh of relief.

Hearing her sigh, Yi Beihan pulled her soft body into his arms and murmured softly.

"Xia Yan, I won't be able to see you this way..."

"..."

Xia Yan was slightly stunned, not knowing what was going on in his head. Listening to his slightly aggrieved voice, he slowly stretched out his arms and wrapped them around his thin waist...

This was nothing more than the best response for Yi Beihan, but it also aggravated his desire that he had repeatedly restrained.

He pressed a gentle kiss on her cheek with great forbearance, put his thin lips next to her ear, and spoke in a low and hoarse voice.

"Xia Yan, do you want to touch me?"

"..."

Touch you? Touch me? Is it different?

Hearing this, Xia Yan's cheeks felt hot, and she wanted to retract the hand on his waist, but Yi Beihan took the first step, grabbing her hand and leading it to the ambitious guy below him——

The sudden and unusual heat on her fingers made Xia Yan's hot cheeks almost burn.

Nervously trying to retract her fingers, Yi Beihan coaxed and coaxed her fingers tightly and slowly touched his there——

"Xia Yan, I feel so uncomfortable, just for a moment, just for a moment..."

"No, don't worry about you..."

Xia Yan murmured in a low voice and retracted his hand hard.

Yi Beihan felt that his lower body was so tight that it was about to explode, but the little woman refused to cooperate. He had no choice but to give in again. He touched her sensitive earlobe with his thin lips, bit it gently, and mumbled something.

"I don't care about you..."

Xia Yan muttered angrily and beat his chest in shame and annoyance.

I won’t serve you with my hands, huh!

"Then kiss me!"

A certain man had no choice but to compromise again and again...

"don't want!"

A certain woman shouted without thinking.

"Xia Yan, do you want to torture me?"

Yi Beihan forcibly pulled Xia Yan's fingers and touched the burning desire underneath him again, wanting her to feel the torment he was suffering at this moment.

"How do I torture you? What does it have to do with me?"

Xia Yan deliberately pretended to be confused and pointed at him, refusing to give him any comfort honestly.

"Xia Yan, be good, stop torturing me... I will listen to you in everything from now on, okay? Why don't you hit me!"

As he spoke, Yi Beihan put her fingers on his cheek and asked her to slap him. As long as she could forgive him, he would be willing to be slapped by her.

"Do you think I don't dare?"

Xia Yan said harshly, remembering that he had lost count of the slaps he had given her before. This slap would be more advantageous to him! He raised his arms as he spoke.
Chapter completed!