Don't Think of Touching Me

"No, I want to." Lin Wanwan raised her head and kissed Lu Zhanbei. At the same time that she slipped her tongue deeper, her body pressed against his tightly.

Lu Zhanbei finally opened his eyes. Under the dim light, his pair of phoenixes were as bright as obsidian, and he didn't look sleepy at all.

"Be obedient." His tone was helpless.

Seeing that he was rejecting her again and again, Lin Wanwan stopped her actions. She couldn't help but ask, "Lu Zhanbei, are you facing any issues with it?"

"Try touching it."

Lin Wanwan followed his words boldly and her cheeks flushed red.

She wrapped her arms around Lu Zhanbei's neck. "Stop holding back. I'm willing to give it to you."

Lu Zhanbei lowered his head and met her agile eyes. After a while, he suppressed a sigh.

"I've never seen a woman who is more stupid than you."

"What do you mean?" Lin Wanwan snorted.