Endless Pampering Only For You

“Ungh mhm…” She wanted to protest, but her little mouth was tightly sealed.

Mu Xiaoxiao simply couldn’t bear the intensity. Feeling short of oxygen, her little hand pushed against his chest.

Yin Shaojie was a little out of control, but he released her slightly so that she could breathe.

His voice was husky as he laughed, “We already kissed so many times. You still haven’t figured out how to breathe?”

She was definitely the worst student in this area.

With that said, Yin Shaojie couldn’t help but bend down to lick the corner of her lips.

And his hand began to move. He tugged at her clothes, attempting to take them off.

Mu Xiaoxiao calmed down for a while, and her breathing returned to normal. When she realized what he was doing, her skirt had already fallen to the floor.

“Hey…” She feigned anger as she glared at him coquettishly.

Yin Shaojie raised his brow. “Hey? Did you forget what you should be calling me?”

Mu Xiaoxiao bit her lip and didn’t reply to him.

“Tell me. What should you be calling me?” Yin Shaojie suddenly quite impatient as he wanted to hear her call him ‘hubby’.

Mu Xiaoxiao just wouldn’t play along with him.

She could only feel her heart beating so quickly that it was about to burst out.

“Say it. Say it for me, alright? I want to hear it.” This time, he switched to a gentle and placating tone.

He knew that this wretch was amenable to coaxing but not coercion.

Yin Shaojie bent down and kissed her cute, dainty earlobe. As if he were tasting a delicacy, he licked it, took it into his mouth, and sucked on it.

Mu Xiaoxiao felt fuzzy inside and her skin quivered.

“Come on!” He finally couldn’t help it as he said tyrannically.

Finally, a soft, shy voice called to him by his ear, “Hubby…”

“Say that again.” Yin Shaojie’s voice was so husky that it was even more imbued with fatal charm than usual.

“Hubby…”

“Good!” Yin Shaojie was very satisfied. His thin lips kissed her from her ear downward, tasting her delicate skin.

When his hand pressed against the tile, he then realized that it was cold.

He quickly pulled her away from the tile, bowing down to kiss her forehead.

Mu Xiaoxiao nodded, feigning anger coquettishly as she said, “It’s bloody cold…”

Yin Shaojie felt a little guilty. “Sorry, I didn’t realize that. Why didn’t you tell me?”

Mu Xiaoxiao looked up, and their eyes met. She seemed to have shot a glare at him, but her eyes like limpid autumn waters seemed seductive however he looked at them.

If it wasn’t for him grabbing and kissing her so intensely, how could she find any chance to voice her protest?

Yin Shaojie felt guilty. He drew her into his arms, snuggling her against his body.

Clinging onto his solid chest, Mu Xiaoxiao felt like he was a stove, constantly emitting heat.

Suddenly, everything turned as he switched her position.

This time, he leaned himself against the tiles.

“It’s cold…” she quickly said.

Was he dumb?

He knew that it was cold yet he still leaned on them.

Yin Shaojie made a pitiful look, bent his head down, his dark eyes focusing on her little face as he said, “Yeah, it’s cold. So my dear wifey, shouldn’t you be thinking of ways to warm me up?”

Mu Xiaoxiao was speechless.

Should she pretend that she didn’t understand him?