There was a trace of seductive charm in his gaze, his body stiffened slightly, and even a certain part of him had already responded.
She chuckled mischievously and let her other hand brush over that area, feigning an innocent tease.
"Baby, don't play with fire."
"Oh, already can't take it?"
Lu Qing's eyes darkened as he looked at her, the corner of his mouth lifting slightly:
"Baby, don't forget one thing."
"What thing?"
"There's a place that won't touch your wound but can still be used. Seems like you're quite eager to test it out."
As he spoke, his gaze fell upon her pink lips, the implications clear and tantalizing!
Qin Miaomiao's expression froze instantly. She had forgotten—the depths of his explorations knew no limits; when one path closed, he could still find another!
"I was wrong."
She admitted her fault immediately and quickly withdrew her hand.
However, once the fire was ignited, how could it be so easily extinguished?
