Chapter 931: Wishing to Give Herself to Him (19)

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Yin Shaojie smiled and said, "Relax, I know. I can't say for others, but the trust between Xiaoxiao and I is different from what others have."

After all, they had grown up together and had an extremely close relationship with each other. Their trust in each other was deeply rooted.

This was something that other people wouldn't understand.

Upon hearing his words, Ye Sijue's eyes smiled as he said, "I suggest that you don't sleep with Xiaoxiao tonight. Make up an excuse and sleep on the sofa."

After that, he waved and went back to him own room.

Yin Shaojie stood at his spot and sighed. This matter was something that was so sweet, yet so torturous.

He was in a spot. He felt like Xiaoxiao had been taking so much initiative tonight. What if she tried to continue to be intimate with him after he returned? How should he reject her?

...

Upon returning to the room, Ye Sijue saw a bundle bulging up from the bed.

Upon hearing the door close, the little bundle squirmed and began to shift towards the corner of the bed.

Ye Sijue's long legs took him over to the little bundle quickly and caught it in time just as it was about to fall off from the bed.

"Be careful," his sexy voice came through the bedsheets into her ear.

Mo Xiaomeng felt really stuffy in there and started to struggle.

Ye Sijue couldn't help but to be tickled by her antics. He reached out a large hand and pull the bedsheets off her. "Why did you wrap yourself up? Are you trying to cosplay?"

Mo Xiaomeng's face was red from being cooped up for so long. Upon emerging, she took in air in huge gulps, looking like a fish out of the water.

Ye Sijue looked at her flushed face. It looked like a peach and it made him want to take a bite.

He was someone who never shortchanged himself. Thus, he cupped her face and kissed her cheek.

Mo Xiaomeng was stunned. She wanted to struggle, but couldn't do so due to her weird posture. Thus, she could only let Ye Sijue chew her face off.

What was he trying to do?

Just as she was pondering over this, his lips moved and leaned towards her pink ones and prepared to kiss her.

"Ugh — " She was pressed down onto the bed, and she tried to hit his shoulder with her fists.

Ye Sijue didn't explore her mouth, but only tasted her sweetness lightly before releasing her.

"Come, it's time for you to apply medicine." His voice sounded as magnetic and pleasing as a piano.

However, Mo Xiaomeng seemed to have been shocked by lightning. She jumped up in fright and tried to escape.

No!

She didn't want to apply medicine!

You want to escape?

Ye Sijue's pretty lips were smiling. With a stretch of his long arm, he caught her ankle and pulled her back.

Mo Xiaomeng struggled on the bed and hit him with her palms. Sobbing she said, "I'm already recovered! I don't need to apply medicine!"

How could he do this!

She knew it. He was doing this deliberately because it was fun to tease her, right?

Did he think it hilarious when she applied medicine?

This jerk!

Mo Xiaomeng pouted and looked at him unhappily. "You can't do this."

"Can't do what?" Ye Sijue looked at her smilingly and countered with a rhetorical question.

Mo Xiaomeng was speechless.

How could she tell him that?

"Y-You're too... too..." She stammered. Her little brain didn't really have much Mandarin vocabulary in it in the first place and it froze up at this moment.

"Too what?" Ye Sijue continued to ask.

"You're too perverted!" Mo Xiaomeng blurted.

Ye Sijue's brows shot up. "Too perverted?"

Mo Xiaomeng's face grew redder and redder, and she nodded as if she was a little chick pecking at grains. "Yeah, you're too perverted! Y-You obviously know that the wound on my b-butt has already healed and doesn't hurt anymore, so why are you trying to help me apply medicine?"