"..."
Was this celestial man real? Truly her boyfriend?!!
Ming Ge moaned inwardly and reminded him, "You're going to spoil me like this!"
The man smiled faintly.
Spoil her.
It didn't matter.
That way...
She would never be able to leave him, right?
But there was no need to let her know that.
Gong Yeyan handed the rose-pink dress to Ming Ge. The girl's pajama neckline had inadvertently opened slightly while hugging him, revealing a stretch of her delicate clavicle, her pale skin dazzling to the eyes.
The man shifted his gaze, his voice taking on an inexplicably hoarse tone, "Change your clothes first."
Even after he looked away, he still exuded a presence that was impossible to ignore.
Like a scorching spark that accidentally falls onto the skin; though the burn has healed, the body remembers the pain.
Ming Ge lowered her head.
At a glance, the fair and bright little face of the girl couldn't help but heat up.