Xia Siyu still shook her head: "You're doing it wrong. Let me teach you."
She pulled back her paws and took his fingers into her mouth again, sucking gently and swirling her tongue.
Bo Yan's Adam's apple bobbed up and down instantly, this girl was too much, clearly he had called a truce, yet she was still provoking him intentionally. She just liked to see him look helpless and unable to resist, he knew that very well, yet he still relished it.
This girl...
After Xia Siyu "demonstrated," she slightly lifted her head to look at him, that thirty-degree angle giving off feelings of attachment and admiration.
Bo Yan decided to take the initiative. He straightforwardly reached out, wrapping one arm around her waist and pulled her close, then leaned down to kiss her. After a mere kiss, Bo Yan was a bit stunned; he pulled back slightly: "What did you just eat?"
Xia Siyu was very self-satisfied: "Did you taste it? Orange-flavored toothpaste, smells good, right?"
