Applying Ointment on the Shameful Area (8)

Ye Sijue added, "Didn't you say that you were hungry? If we keep dawdling, breakfast will get cold. It won't taste good when it's cold."

Now that the weather was getting colder, it wouldn't feel good eating cold food.

Upon hearing of food, Mo Xiaomeng's stomach grumbled.

Mo Xiaomeng squirmed and she finally raised her head reluctantly.

Seeing her bright red cheeks, Ye Sijue couldn't help but squeeze her chin and lean down to kiss her.

Mo Xiaomeng was stunned. Why was he still…

Ye Sijue's tongue went one round in her little mouth before slipping out.

"Oh, I forgot to praise you just now."

Praise her?

Puzzled, Mo Xiaomeng batted her eyes.

Ye Sijue gave a devilish smirk, and he whispered, "Your butt's pretty bouncy."

"Hey!" Mo Xiaomeng was peeved as she clenched her little fist and hit him.

Ye Sijue didn't stop her since her little strength was nothing to him.