"Yao, stop!" Xia Qingqian hurriedly grabbed his hand. "There are still people outside, and didn't your friends all come? Why don't you go accompany them!"
Beitang Yao looked displeased. The fire of desire within him had already begun to stir restlessly, with no way to suppress it anymore. Reluctantly, he took her hand.
She followed his action and glanced down. When she saw the indescribable place, she quickly averted her eyes.
As her small hand grasped him, he let out a comfortable sigh, "Qian Qian, move a little, I really feel uncomfortable. Do you really want me to go out there with a tent pitched? Can you bear that?"
He knew that as long as he launched a gentle attack on this little woman, she would obediently concede.
"Let's just kiss today, no doing it, okay?" she pleaded. She was truly afraid that once he started, there would be no end.
