"If it were Wen Yanqing, I bet Qiao Yucong would still be lying in the hospital bed right now."
"Tsk tsk! That's so tragic, so tragic!" Xia Pengpeng couldn't help but sigh.
Suddenly, Mu Xingye leaned in close to Xia Pengpeng.
The warmth of his breath sprayed on Xia Pengpeng's neck, and in an instant, all her hair stood on end.
Xia Pengpeng shrank back, trying to put some distance between them.
Mu Xingye suddenly lifted her up and made her sit on his lap.
"Mu Xingye, we're about to have dinner soon," Xia Pengpeng exclaimed.
"Baby, I've been holding back all day."
Her face flushed, Xia Pengpeng didn't dare look him in the eyes.
He was like a blazing fire, entrapping her completely. Either she would burn up or burn with him.
Mu Xingye lifted his hand and placed it on her slender waist.
Xia Pengpeng's body immediately stiffened.
"Unbutton my clothes."
"Huh?!" Xia Pengpeng was stunned for a moment.
She was completely unprepared! And terrified of his torments!