The Cunning of a Small Woman

"It's all because you're too insidious. I can't wait anymore."

Feng Sheng said helplessly as he looked at the furious Luo Yangyang.

When did this little thing become so domineering?

Look at how angry she was. She was so arrogant that she didn't even put him in her eyes.

However, it seemed that this was all because he spoiled her.

Forget it. He would spoil his own woman. He would just have to bear with the temper that he had spoiled.

"We have to wait even if we can't wait!" Luo Yangyang patted Feng Sheng's chest as she spoke.

His hard muscles made her hand bounce. It was too bouncy and the feeling was too tempting.

"Then hurry up. I'm waiting. Men will get sick if they hold it in for too long. Don't you know that?"

Feng Sheng sized up Luo Yangyang, who was sitting on top of her, and reached for her ankle, which was closest to him.

Luo Yangyang instinctively wanted to retract her leg when her ankle was suddenly grabbed.