Applying Ointment on the Shameful Area (1)

Mo Xiaomeng thought that he was going to let go of her, however, a big hand touched the skin of her belly.

Her delicate and soft belly felt so good that Ye Sijue couldn't bear to part his hands with it.

"Hey, what are you doing!" Mo Xiaomeng protested softly, her delicate little face looking shy and annoyed, feeling as if he was treating her like a toy.

What was the meaning of him caressing her belly like this!

"I'm checking if you are really hungry." Ye Sijue said with a straight face as his hand caressed her belly.

Feeling ticklish, Mo Xiaomeng wriggled on the bed. "Stop touching! Hahahaha! It's ticklish! Stop touching my belly!"

"This is ticklish? What about this?" Ye Sijue shifted his hands, his warms palms slowly feeling upward.

Mo Xiaomeng could only feel as if an electric current traveled through the skin of her chest. She quickly stopped his hands, and with a red face, she protested. "Where are you trying to touch me?"