To put it bluntly, in Su Peizhen's heart, Ling Jing's role was similar to that supplies.
She didn't mind raising such a person, but before that, she had to ensure her own safety.
"Also, the next time you do it, I'll have to trouble you to wear a T."
His eyes were full of disdain, and his tone was emotionless and commanding. Ling Jing felt that he would be angered to death by this woman sooner or later.
Seeing that Su Peizhen seemed to be planning to go back to sleep, he pressed on her body without thinking.
"Wear a T?"With both hands on her side, Ling Jing's expression was gloomy. "Wouldn't you lose a lot of fun then? After all, with that extra layer, the feeling would be much worse --"
His hands caressed the woman's face. It was smooth and delicate, making him want to pinch her.
"Go Down."