Mabel Doyle saw this and her breathing started to quicken, as the man's scorching body heat, like a branding iron, made her whole body start to feel hot.
She moved a little, and with this movement, Bryan White could hardly hold himself back, his thin lips pressed against her ear, his voice hoarse to the extreme.
"You little minx, you're doing this on purpose, knowing I can't touch you, yet you still tempt me!?" He wanted to spank her but couldn't bear to and could only sit up instead.
Hehe... Mabel didn't get up, lying on the sofa staring at the man who was visibly restraining his desire, she finally burst into laughter—
"Haha, Bryan White, I'm making you jealous!" She patted his shoulder and then sat up, resting her chin on his back, saying, "…Xavi, why are you home so early today? Is everything alright with the unit? Do you have to go back!?"
