That Wasn't What She Meant

"Mo Beiyuan, when we're back, restrain yourself in front of the two little packrats."

Yun Ran adjusted her erratic breathing. She didn't hate him kissing her. She didn't feel ashamed that two people who protected each other and liked each other would do something intimate and express their love.

However, in front of the two little packrats, they should still restrain themselves a little.

"Yeah."

Mo Beiyuan answered her in a low voice, but the flames under his eyes did not cool down at all.

"So, Ranran, do you want me to kiss you a little longer now?"

The temperature in Yun Ran's cheeks gradually rose. That wasn't what she meant.

Just as she was about to find something else to talk about and change the topic, her chin lifted. When she met his almost fanatical gaze, Yun Ran was stunned by him.

His previous words echoed in her mind.