The Devotee Kisses His God
But the little girl was the type who wasn't afraid of playing with fire.
Her small hand even ventured further down.
Jiang Yexun's body shuddered violently.
Not only did his heart race, but his breathing also became rapid and heavy.
Yet the girl in his arms seemed completely unaware of how tormenting her actions were for him.
If it weren't for the belt being too tight, and her hand unable to go deeper, she might have driven Jiang Yexun completely mad by now.
But Su Xiaoxiao wasn't the type to give up just because she faced resistance.
Unable to touch what she wanted, she continued to explore his abs.
She even took particular pleasure in lightly tracing each muscle's texture with her fingertips.
Jiang Yexun felt like he was about to explode, desperately reclaiming control of the kiss, fervently consuming the air Su Xiaoxiao was breathing.
When Su Xiaoxiao ran out of oxygen from the kiss, she finally withdrew her mischievous hand.