C202 Pericarpium

Xiao Shixian looked embarrassed, but he still lowered his head and kissed her forehead.

Yuan Feiqing felt wronged, "That's not what I meant by 'kiss'. Every time I ask you to do something, it feels like it's killing you." As she spoke, she took the initiative to move forward and bite his lips. A pair of hands emerged from the blanket and hugged his neck tightly