Mr. Ye, Please Respect Yourself

Ye Xiao squeezed into Kitten Ye's room as he wished. He originally wanted to satisfy his lust over the past two days from Cen Pan, but because Kitten Ye was a little kid, Cen Pan always kept a distance from him on purpose. He couldn't even touch her, let alone satisfy his lust.

"Pan Pan, aren't you lonely?"

While Kitten Ye was playing with the blocks, Ye Xiao whispered into Cen Pan's ear and blew at her ear.

The scorching hot breath hit the inner wall of her ear, causing her to feel tantallized. Cen Pan instinctively trembled, and her heart fluttered. Her waist instantly felt a little sore.

"Cough, cough." Cen Pan cleared her throat and tried to disperse the strange feeling that suddenly rose in her body. She took a step to the side and kept some distance from Ye Xiao.

"Mr. Ye, please have some self-respect."

"Self-respect? What is self-respect?"