The distance from the door to the desk wasn't long.
But Saintess Yaoguang crawled very slowly.
Deliberately showing off her graceful figure.
After crawling to Pei Shaoqing's side, she tilted her head up to reveal her gorgeous face. Her eyelashes trembled slightly, and her eyes seemed to ripple like autumn waters. Her rouged, vermilion lips were moist, full, and glossy, tempting one to take a taste.
Pei Shaoqing patted his leg.
Saintess Yaoguang immediately rested her upper body on his lap, revealing a charming and alluring smile.
Pei Shaoqing gripped her delicate chin, his thumb gently brushing across her soft lips, feeling the slight friction between his finger pad and the lines of her lips. Saintess Yaoguang, in turn, playfully stuck out her fragrant tongue and licked his finger.
All the while, she wore a beaming expression. Her small, stockinged feet kicked up and swayed cheerfully, and the bells on her ankles chimed incessantly, crisp and pleasant to the ear.
