Yan Xiu caught Li Yuyu's delicate body accurately.
Li Yuyu's skin, covered in water, was slippery like a real fish, almost slipping out of Yan Xiu's embrace.
To prevent such a thing from happening, Yan Xiu relied on his waist strength, lying on the ground, tightly holding the person in his arms, and very skillfully adjusted the position, touching Li Yuyu's lips accurately.
The sudden situation made Li Yuyu's eyes widen slightly.
"You..."
"You were the one who threw yourself at me, the one who kissed me first, you have to take responsibility," Yan Xiu preemptively said.
"I..." Li Yuyu slowly lifted her body, in shock.
Yan Xiu's gaze became deeper as he looked at her.
Li Yuyu: ...
Ah, she wanted to die from embarrassment!
Li Yuyu, her face flushed, covered Yan Xiu's eyes with her hand: "Don't look!"
"If you keep looking, I won't be polite to you!"
Yan Xiu chuckled: "I wonder, how would my beloved concubine not be polite to me?"
