An Ziqi blinked, "Xiao Moli, are you being jealous?"
Xiao Moli was taken aback. Jealous? How could he possibly be jealous? His face suddenly felt a bit hot.
He gritted his teeth, lunged forward, and directly tackled An Ziqi onto the bed. His hot kiss sealed her lips, ruthlessly snatching the air in her mouth.
Not until she looked dazed and could no longer speak did he pantingly let her go and get up. He then went back into the bathroom to take a cold shower.
After all, he was concerned about her physical well-being.
An Ziqi came back to her senses and quickly rolled to the edge of the bed enveloped in the quilt. Thinking about what he might be doing in the bathroom now, her cheeks burned as if they could fry an egg.
After a while, a cool body leaned against her from behind. An Ziqi couldn't help but shudder and tried to move further away. She wanted to stay far away from danger and far away from this beast.