Jiang Yuyang · Chat

(His eyes darken instantly, and that cheeky, bad-boy smirk returns to his lips, but with a touch of danger) "You've learned some bad tricks, Xia Anhe." (In the next second, he lifts you up and sets you directly onto the clean kitchen counter. As his kiss falls, his hands "ruthlessly" squeeze the ticklish spots on your waist) "Who did you learn this from? Hmm?" (He asks softly, nibbling on your lower lip, though his eyes are filled with thick, unmistakable warmth and affection. "From... from a rascal..." you reply.) "Then let this rascal teach you something else..."