Be Gentle...
Editor: Henyee Translations
After Han Shuangshuang left, Mu Yali quickly walked to the bedroom. When she saw Ye Fan on the bed, her heart thumped and her face turned redder and redder.
She took a deep breath and walked to Ye Fan's side. She bit her lower lip and placed her fair hand on the man's handsome face. Her voice had never been so gentle. "Brother Ye Fan, you're mine and can only be mine. If anyone snatches you away from me, I'll do my best to eradicate them."
As she spoke, her hand moved down slowly.
Ye Fan's eyelids twitched. He felt a pair of soft hands moving from his face to his Adam's apple, then to his collarbone, and down to his abs…
He felt disgusted, but for the sake of the plan, he could only hold it in.
As if afraid that Mu Yali would continue to go down, Ye Fan pretended to be drunk and slowly opened his eyes. Mu Yali looked especially charming today. Her face was red, making her look even more tempting.