Yan Luoxi protested with a muffled sound, and Li Yeqi stopped after just a taste. He slightly let her go, staring at her increasingly swollen and glistening lips. His voice was hoarse beyond belief, not like a reprimand, but more like teasing between lovers.
"That little mouth of yours is not suited for retorting, but only for kissing. If you say something to upset me again next time, I'll just kiss you."
Yan Luoxi covered her mouth with her hand, feeling as if he was going to suck her into his stomach. She looked at him warily, "Li Yeqi, you can't just kiss me whenever you want."
"If not me, then who?" Li Yeqi raised an eyebrow. "Yan Luoxi, you seem to have forgotten one thing. You're my woman. Whether you admit it or not, your body has honestly reacted to me long ago."
Yan Luoxi's cheeks turned completely red. This bastard was taking advantage and still playing sly!
