On the morning of the seventh day of the seventh month, Cheng Su was still in a deep sleep when she felt something unusual with her body. Once she moved, she realized that someone was being mischievous again.
"Why are you so naughty, hmm..." Cheng Su muttered. Her half-asleep, half-awake voice was incredibly lazy and husky, and it sounded very sexy.
Qi Taiguo was even more interested. He bit her ear and said, "Don't you like it when I'm naughty like this?"
Cheng Su shivered all over, becoming much more awake, and said, "You naughty thing, hurry up, the kid will wake up soon."
"Want it fast? You said it." Qi Taiguo laughed, "Don't beg for mercy later."
As soon as he finished speaking, there came a storm of passion, making Cheng Su whimper repeatedly, pleading mournfully.
Qi Taiguo couldn't resist when she was like this, and hearing some noise from Qi Xiaoqi's side, he instantly surrendered.
"Mom..."
Qi Xiaoqi's voice had a hint of crying as he called out in a timely manner.
