Chapter 464 Transplanting Flowers and Trees 7_1

Zhuo Junyue lowered his head to glance at her. This little mischievous sprite, can't she see how hard he's trying to endure?

Is she doing this on purpose?

Zhuo Junyue's low voice had a subtle charm, in a way his voice always did.

It was tinged with ****, deep and resonant, as captivating as the sound of a cello.

"Damn!", muttered Su Ningyan inwardly. "Can this guy's voice even bewitch people?"

His hand couldn't resist sneaking into her clothes. "Honey, what are you trying to do?"

Su Ningyan slapped his hand away, "Didn't I tell you not to move?"

Zhuo Junyue had no choice but to lay back his hand. He wondered what this little sprite would do.

She sat on his thighs, twisting and turning...

Her hand mischievously explored his body, as if she held a box of matches, striking sparks here and there against him.

"Honey, shouldn't we stop and take a bath instead?"

"Shut up... Didn't I tell you not to move?"

"You mean I can't even talk now?"

"Yes..."