If it were any other ti, he would have eaten the at without a second thought—but right now, with "drastic tis calling for drastic asures," his taste simply wasn’t that heavy!
"Co down, hurry!" His tone changed, his voice a bit urgent, afraid that if this woman dawdled any longer, she would embarrass him beyond endurance!
He had finally finished filming, hoping to enjoy a few carefree days with his wife, but now Jian Anning had hung up her "exemption card." Yu Zexiao thought of it and was on the verge of tears. This absolutely must not continue; he couldn’t lose face like this!
Jian Anning heard his tone growing more urgent and thought he was really angry. Without another word, her voice turned much more regretful, "Zexiao, I really didn’t do it on purpose. How could I possibly be interested in another man? My heart is only for you! Don’t be angry, I was just kidding earlier! If I had your child, I’d be over the moon, how could I let him call soone else daddy? I..."
But as Yu Zexiao firmly pulled her off himself, Jian Anning was shocked, glancing over to see on Yu Zexiao’s crotch—a very proud little tent had quietly risen.
No wonder, no wonder he was so frantic earlier; turns out this whole ti he had wanted it...
"Ha!—" Jian Anning couldn’t hold back and burst into laughter upon seeing this. Yu Zexiao’s face turned red, shooting her a glare, "What are you laughing at, you’re still laughing!"
Jian Anning was laughing more and more joyfully.
"You, you little rascal!" Yu Zexiao was displeased, pounced over, and fiercely nibbled at her lip corner with his teeth, as if he were going to swallow her whole, harshly "punishing" her.
He loved her and hated her now; of course, this hate was vexing hate, annoyed that this girl, when he most "needed" her, hung the exemption card to laugh at him!
He was indeed using quite a bit of force, even his sharp canine tooth pierced her lip corner, tasting the ironiness of blood. After a long while, he reluctantly let her go, "If it weren’t for you today... I absolutely wouldn’t let you off the hook!"
He said this, just about to head off to the bathroom to "handle it himself," yet Jian Anning happened to grab his arm.
Yu Zexiao froze, turned his head, "Anning, what’s up? I... I’m going to the bathroom."
"Want it?" she suddenly asked, with a smile on her lips, her expression—a mix of teasing and allure.
"...." Isn’t that obvious? He’s nearly dying of pent-up desire for heaven’s sake! He imdiately turned back to glare at her, throwing a harsh line, "Laugh, laugh, you’re still laughing! When you’re better—see how I deal with you!"
He was just about to get off the bed when his waist was hugged again by Jian Anning.
That was it, Yu Zexiao was nearly overwheld! Especially as her whole body pressed against his tank top, those soft parts against his hardened back, almost instantly, his little Yu Zexiao completely woke up, starting to jump demandingly for a fixed offering!
"An, Anning, let, let go! I..." He couldn’t even complete his sentence. If it wasn’t for her nstrual cycle... would he have to suffer like this?
"Dummy!" Jian Anning laughed, and because of that laugh, her chest rose and fell like soft waves, further weakening Yu Zexiao’s self-control!
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