Xia Qingrou listened for a long time, but she couldn't make out what Shen Mochen was saying next.
Clearly, he was muttering something, but she just couldn't hear it!
Xia Qingrou anxiously kicked off her shoes and strained to move her body upward.
But, out of the blue, Shen Mochen bent down, buried his face in her chest, and suckled his lips, hugging even tighter.
Eh?
Xia Qingrou, unable to move, was completely dumbfounded.
This guy couldn't be doing this on purpose, could he? She looked down at Shen Mochen, but his whole face was buried, rendering his expression completely invisible.
However, Shen Mochen's breath in her embrace kept tickling her chest, thrilling yet uncomfortable.
"If you're not asleep, then you're dead..." Xia Qingrou gritted her teeth, feeling a bit of pain below.
Shen Mochen didn't respond at all, as if he really had fallen asleep.
