"Jealous?" the man's deep and husky voice reached Lu Yinfeng's ears.
Lu Yinfeng's body shuddered, and she attempted to push him away with embarrassment.
"I'm not jealous, just simply pissed off."
Lu Yinfeng didn't want to seem like she cared too much, otherwise it would be distrust again.
Mo Nanze gently blew into Lu Yinfeng's ear, laughing mischievously, "Then let me alleviate Madam's anger."
As he spoke, he gently and romantically kissed Lu Yinfeng's neck.
His skilled and warm tongue lightly brushed over her, and Lu Yinfeng's entire body became sensitized.
She turned to the other side, trying to evade, but instead exposed her neck even more to Mo Nanze's lips.
"Don't..." Lu Yinfeng resisted with embarrassment and blurted out, "Go find your Xueshu!"
She really did care after all.
Mo Nanze rubbed Lu Yinfeng's head, "Xueshu likes Little Dewdrop, there are some other reasons..."
"What reasons?" Lu Yinfeng was perplexed.