"Tian Tian!"
The deep male voice was tinged with a hoarse richness.
Mu Tiantian listened but pretended not to hear, even discontented with Bai Chenyao's sudden voice, she bit his lip to signal a warning.
Bai Chenyao had never felt such torment before, even when he was surrounded by fire at the age of eight, almost engulfing him. Because of the anger and chill in his heart, even surrounded by blazing fire, he was extraordinarily clear-headed and able to make the most accurate judgments.
Unlike now, where everything seemed so wonderfully good, or perhaps it had been a long time since he was this intimate with Mu Tiantian.
Mu Tiantian's rare initiative was truly elating.
Yet, the little girl's kiss technique was too poor, it could almost be said she had no skill whatsoever. If he remembered correctly, he had once taught her well, now...
Wanting to switch from passive to active, he just lifted his hand, only for the little girl to press it down.
