Si Zhengting, You Scoundrel! (4)

"Ugh…!" Zhuang Nainai cried out, her voice muffled. She wanted to push him away, but her limbs were trapped by the blanket. She was tightly wrapped in the blanket's embrace and could not move an inch, as though she was a mummy.

Zhuang Nainai felt both anxious and angry. Her calves were lying outside the blanket, and she wanted to kick him but couldn't. She felt he was too much!

What did this man take her for?

They had already said that they would break up, so how could they still act this way?

As she thought about this, she bit his lip hard.

The burst of pain caused Si Zhengting to finally stop in his ministrations. He arched a brow dazedly, then moved his eyes and brows, as though he wanted to open his eyes and figure out what the matter was.

Zhuang Nainai seized the opportunity and gathered all the strength in her body, using it to push him away.