Yin Shaojie watched her expression as she stopped struggling, looking like she had no idea what to do with him—he only felt that it was too cute.

Mu Xiaoxiao patted him and muttered, "If you are done kissing, hurry and get up. Do you know it's very uncomfortable with you laying on me?"

Just look at the size of him. He was so large and she was so petite; she could not even budge under his weight.

"I'm not getting up! Didn't I tell you? I want to eat you up." Yin Shaojie said very seriously this time, his eyes not containing a single hint that he was kidding. In the darkness of his eyes, which seemed to sparkle with a dazzling of stars, surged an intense and arousing heat.

Mu Xiaoxiao's face was getting hot. Thinking that he was just kidding, she rebuked him, "Eat your damn head!"

I'm still angry with you, okay?

How could he act so certainly as if she had already forgiven him?

"I'd prefer to eat your head." Yin Shaojie smiled flippantly, his unbridled smile seeming totally sinister as if he was a predator with eyes fixed upon a little rabbit.

Trying to escape?

No chance!

Her heart skipped a few beats as Mu Xiaoxiao then had a faint feeling that he was not just kidding.

Before she could react, Yin Shaojie had already lowered himself down onto her.

Caught surprised, Mu Xiaoxiao instinctively turned her head to one side to avoid his kiss.

But Yin Shaojie did not struggle with her as his wet lips landed on her ear, licking inside.

"Hey, stop… Oh…" Mu Xiaoxiao could not help but let out a sweet, soft moan.

"Xiaoxiao, why are you so sensitive…" Yin Shaojie lamented, but there was delight in his voice. After all, men liked sensitive women because no matter what he would do to her, she would always respond intensely.

Yin Shaojie's eyes darkened. This time, he demonstrated his technique by sucking on her earlobe…

Mu Xiaoxiao felt like laughing as he really seemed like a dog licking her.

However, an electric current surged through her body till it reached her nerve center, and it stopped her from laughing.

The arousal of passion felt unfamiliar to Mu Xiaoxiao, so she was slightly uneasy, not knowing what he would turn her into.

But just as her hand was about to move, Yin Shaojie's peripheral vision saw it as if he had already expected it. In a flash, he gripped her wrist in one hand, raising her hand and pinning it above her head.

"Yin Shaojie…" Mu Xiaoxiao was red-faced.

What an embarrassing posture…

Furthermore, she was wearing a bathrobe that was already loose around the collar. With her hand above her, her chest was forced into an forward arching posture.

Her well-rounded bosom was almost delivered right to his face.

Suddenly, Yin Shaojie stopped teasing her at her earlobe as something seemed to have caught his eye. A scorching gaze fell upon the snow-white skin of her bosom.

Her delicate collar bone was displayed fully before him.

Moreover, she had just taken a bath; her body smelled especially nice as it carried a fragrant milky scent.

He had always fancied the smell from her body. It was so pure that it was as if there was only a youthful womanly fragrance.

Her eyes widened. Mu Xiaoxiao seemed to have realized what he was trying to do.

Blushing in embarrassment, she quickly shouted, "Don't get fresh with me, Yin Shaojie…"

His expression at this moment was making her nervous.

It was as if he really wanted to eat her up.

Of course, Yin Shaojie wanted to eat her up. He already had the intentions very early on, but it was only because their relationship was still in an ambiguous state that he didn't dare to tear open the boundaries to tell her that.