"Da Luoluo, our son is still here... stop fooling around..." She refused him, but her words were spoken gently in the soft Wu dialect.
In terms of seduction, she was not a match for Han Luoli at all.
A single kiss left her completely defenseless.
"Then tell me about tonight's masquerade..."
Oh wow, he's still hung up on this?
Gu Xiaoer couldn't help but admire Han Luoli's persistence and nodded helplessly: "Alright, alright, I will do what I said I'd do!"
What she said she'd do, she would achieve even if she had to kneel!
The man was finally satisfied, and only then did he plant two more quick pecks on the young girl's soft and tender lips.
He started the car cheerfully and took his wife and child home to a warm bed.
This shy, lively, wise, crafty Xiao Er was his alone!
He had long said that the fierceness in Gu Xiaoer's bones would not be easily worn away.
Even if she grew up in a counteractive environment, it couldn't hide her innate pedigree and excellence.
