Song Xiaodong chuckled inwardly, considering Qingluan's posture; if she really intended to kick him, how could he easily catch her foot? This kick seemed more like Qingluan intentionally letting him catch her foot, and then finding an excuse to yield to him.
Lying on the bed, Song Xiaodong embraced Qingluan in his arms, and didn't release her foot.
"I've already let you on the bed, and you still... won't let go." Qingluan weakly struggled.
"Hehe, we're in bed already; shouldn't I take the chance to enjoy myself? I don't usually get to play like this."
"You're shameless... ah, why aren't you wearing any clothes?" Qingluan's voice became even more frantic.
"Don't you think wearing clothes while sleeping is uncomfortable?" Song Xiaodong said while starting to undress Qingluan.
"No, no..." Qingluan panicked instantly, sitting up straight and clutching her collar, proclaiming, "Absolutely not, absolutely not!"
