Obviously, she did it on purpose.
Mu Jin Huan wrapped the woman's soft hand with his own, brought it to his lips, kissed it, raised his eyebrows, and asked back, "Did I go out and mess around?"
Nan Wan gave an extremely proud 'hmph', putting on airs deliberately, "Who knows?"
What kind of words are those?
Mu Jin Huan frowned, bit the woman's fingertip, and with a low, slightly displeased voice, asked, "Is the level of trust in your heart for me so low?"
With him cooperating so seamlessly, perhaps tonight she could have a bite of strawberry cake...
Nan Wan suddenly laughed at the thought of something, the light beauty mole at the corner of her eye seemed to catch fire in the silent night, making it exceptionally captivating.
The fair fingers began climbing slowly from the bottom button of the man's shirt, deliberately drawing out her tone, "It's said that a man's first woman is unforgettable even in old age."
