Chapter 163: The War between Cotton Socks and Silk Stockings.

Furniture City.

Xu Musen gently nibbled An Nuannuan's fingers, the two acting as if they were children playing a prank.

An Nuannuan didn't dare move her hand.

"Can you not eat my little trotters..."

That sentence made Xu Musen feel as though he wasn't nibbling on her hand, but her little pig trotters instead.

Her soft little hand felt as if it had no bones, and Xu Musen was afraid that with just a little force, he would melt it in his mouth.

An Nuannuan's cheeks were somewhat flushed, but there was no dislike or any other emotion evident.

In other words, it seemed she didn't reject such behavior.

Xu Musen released his teeth, looking at the stunningly beautiful face in front of him, and for the moment, he resisted the urge inside him.

"Nuannuan, I'm doing this to you, aren't you angry?"

"Why should I be angry?"

An Nuannuan's eyes were clear, although the finger that had just been bitten gently rubbed against Xu Musen.