Before Mu Xiaoqi responded, the night-worn index finger stuck into her lips.

on the teeth...

Bathing Xiaoqi lets loose his teeth in a daze. The soft and warm feeling surrounds the finger of the night scene instantly, which makes him take a deep breath.

His eyes were squinted with a scarlet tint at the bottom of his eyes.

His voice was mute and deep: "Suck it up."

Wash it? Or suck it? Mu Xiaoqi did not hear clearly, her mouth is not a washing machine, how to wash?

But to put it this way, she dared not cause any more trouble when she had just made a mistake.

She dared...