Then she definitely wouldn't... and wouldn't need to be so extra to force herself on him.
Between them, maybe it would be another kind of... romantic painting.
Starting from dating.
Xiang Yiqing analyzed carefully, suddenly feeling that it was all his fault, but since it had come to this, changing the course wasn't possible. They could only go forward and talk afterwards.
Thinking about it, he coaxed Xiaoxiao, "Stop fooling around, I'm a normal man, we're already like this, if I still run, wouldn't there be something wrong with me?"
"Makes sense," Xin Xiaoxiao nodded, "You must be really uncomfortable, let me help you."
Xiang Yiqing thought Xin Xiaoxiao was finally going to let him go, but unexpectedly, her small hand suddenly moved to his waistband and unfastened his belt.
The clothes on his body were taken off by her, piece by piece.
"You... what are you doing?" Xiang Yiqing looked fearfully at the little girl sitting in a certain place on him.
