Bab 131: Blaming me for not using my mouth?

"If Ah Luo doesn't want me to be in the dark and not expose myself, I can only follow you secretly."

Di Mo Xuan's tone was with a deliberate grievance yet still mellow and nice.

He leaned his head onto Ye Qing Luo's shoulder and rubbed against her neck.

His soft silky hair fell onto her body and slid against her skin.

Her petite body trembled lightly as she reached out to pat him.

But her hand was held by his slender fingers when it was barely lifted.

With a tug, Ye Qing Luo was twirled into Di Mo Xuan's arms.

His royal purple robe had embraced her completely.

The sandalwood scent from his body was intoxicating and intense.

"Di Mo Xuan!" Ye Qing Luo struggled and lifted her head, attempting to break free from his arm, "Can you not touch me every time we see each other?"

"Oh..."

Di Mo Xuan coquettishly squinted his sparkly eyes and gave a serious nod: "Ah Luo, are you blaming me for not using my mouth?"