Su Xiaoxiao: "......"
Zhao Rong beamed brightly.
Su Xiaoxiao, the little Fox Demon who aspired to be a talented woman skilled in all arts, felt something was off.
She stammered, "Wha... what instrument?"
Zhao Rong tightened his embrace on the chubby little one in his arms, lowered his head, and captured her delicate, petite, soft white earlobe in his mouth, gently sucked on it, blew a warm breath, and then sucked harder.
"Sizzle～"
In the quiet study room bathed in the early morning sun, the sound of some saliva broke the tranquility.
The beauty in his arms trembled, then struggled a bit, but only with some symbolic effort.
Soon she went limp in Zhao Rong's embrace.
Zhao Rong held her tighter, his mouth and tongue didn't stop, as he continued to savor Su Xiaoxiao's pearl-like earlobe, licking it bit by bit, tasting it meticulously.
He felt a delightful sweetness in his mouth, light and slightly milky.
