The man's strong breath pressed down, Mu Chudi was a little confused.

What did he ask her to call?

"Huo, Huo Zong?"

That's the only thing she can think of.

Obviously, that's not what he wants.

Suddenly, a tender cheek was bitten, no pain, sour and numb, like an electric shock.

"Call me by name."

The man's deep, mute voice rings in her ear and sinks into the eardrum, making her soft and almost a spring pool.

The heart almost jumped to the throat.

Call him by name?

That's a special honor.

She never dared, dared not deviate at all.

The feeling of being forcibly suppressed, once again, came pouring...