What's With the Formalities?

The little girl's eyes seemed to turn misty.

The misty look made Wei Zhiqian's heart tighten.

He almost couldn't help but want to do her in the car.

Wei Zhiqian tightened his stomach and pressed heavily on Tan Mo's flushed cheeks.

The heat on her cheeks kept burning his lips.

The temperature on Tan Mo's skin was burning.

It was very hot.

Even the fragrance on her cheeks was intensifying.

Wei Zhiqian slightly opened his eyelids, and his eyelashes just happened to sweep across Tan Mo's skin.

The first thing that came to sight was the flushed color of Tan Mo's skin.

The little girl's skin had always been ridiculously tender. If one did not look closely, one would not even be able to see her pores.

The moment her fragrance entered Wei Zhiqian's mouth, he found it unbearable.

He could not help but press down on her cheek.