Although she bit hard, it wasn't particularly severe. That bit of pain was no different from being tickled.
Huo Jingting turned his head to look at her, meeting her gaze that was like a small beast's.
He slightly lifted the corners of his lips, pulling out a faint smile, his handsome face tinged with a bit of wicked charm.
Gu Nanqiao gulped involuntarily, her little face scrunched up, and she muttered an ungracious, "Bastard..."
She never denied that he was good-looking. Sometimes she woke up in the middle of the night wanting a drink of water, seeing him lying quietly on the bed, she'd involuntarily have "wicked thoughts".
She even stole kisses several times.
It was fine if he didn't wake up, but once he did, she shouldn't expect to get a good night's sleep.
"Mm, I'm a bastard..." Huo Jingting responded to her with good humor, his voice carrying a touch of evil, "Want something even more bastardly?"
