"Don't move!" Xu Qingfan slapped the girl's buttocks again.
"Wuwu~" Lin Wanning pouted with grievance, but her face bore a smile, and after deeply inhaling once more near Xu Qingfan's neck, she closed her eyes again.
The morning had already been dry, and to make matters worse, he was holding a girl whose development in every aspect was already mature. Xu Qingfan mentally recited the Great Compassionate Mantra ten times, but it was still useless; his respect was unwavering in the place where it should be solemn.
With Lin Wanning clinging tightly to his body, and without being able to reach in to tactically adjust, Xu Qingfan had to arch his body, maintaining a stiff posture without moving an inch.
Although Lin Wanning's fifteenth birthday had only passed in October, adolescent growth spurted without reason, and a few months could completely transform a person, not to mention the girl had already been developing for more than half a year.