346 Nian Xi is My Sister—You Can’t Hurt Her

It was eleven twenty-five. 

Luosang was hiding in her blanket with half of her face covered by the blanket, only exposing her eyes which were still misty from pleasure. 

She had heard about that kind of thing before, but never thought that she would let anyone do it to her. After all, it made her so shy. 

No wonder Nian Junting was obsessed with it ever since the first time he did it to her. 

Nian Junting lied down on his side, facing her, with a big smile on his face. 

"Luo, is it good?" he asked. 

Luosang didn't respond, instead covering her eyes with the blanket. Earlier, she felt that all her blood had gushed into her brain, but still, she clearly remembered how she had moaned. 

"Why are you so shy? You need to get used to this." Once Nian Junting said that, his phone rang. 

He knitted his brows. He didn't want to answer the call, but after seeing the number, he put the phone near his ear without thinking.