"..."
Qiao Chuchu's voice came to an abrupt halt. Her face flushed with embarrassment, biting her lip, and glaring angrily at Fu Ziqian…
What did he mean by her crying out so miserably and sharply?
Was her voice really miserable and sharp?
Clearly, it was gentle, melodious, and lingering, enough to get a man's blood boiling. Just hearing it, he'd get excited.
How dare he say she cried out miserably and sharply.
Clearly, when they rolled in the sheets, she would call out like this.
Of course, when rolling in the sheets, it wasn't that she wanted to call out, but because Fu Ziqian tormented her to the point she couldn't help but call out.
She was now imitating how she called out when he was tormenting her.
Clearly, when they were doing those kinds of things, every time she called out, Fu Ziqian couldn't take it, becoming exceptionally strong and fierce.
Her voice was very enticing, attracting him greatly.
But now he said she called out miserably and sharply.
