"Try calling out again!" The man's tone was filled with threat and warning.
Facing this tiger that could pounce on her at any moment and swallow her whole, Lu Xiaoyou sat at the edge of the dining table and satisfied Long Xiliang's request:
"Yinxiao~"
Long Xiliang: "!"
"Yinxiao~"
Long Xiliang: "!!"
"Hehe~ Yinxiao~ Ah!!"
"What do you call me, hmm?"
The man's burning breath sprayed on her skin, and the large area of exposed skin trembled.
"Little Liangliang~" Even at this moment, Lu Xiaoyou's tone was still full of teasing.
The man was displeased and took a bite on her thigh.
"Don't call Long Yinxiao that way!"
"Then what should I call him? Call him, Second Master?"
"You're not allowed to see him! You're not allowed to talk to him! You're not allowed to step on the Sea King even half a step!"
He branded a mark on her snow-white thigh, and those speckled marks bloomed like red plums on her fair skin.
