"I've said it before, I have no immunity against you, yet you still tease me!" He bit her lips, mumbling indistinctly, as the scorching kiss cascaded downward.
The flame that had just extinguished needed only a gentle spark to blaze once again.
In the restaurant.
The air was filled with the aroma of French steak, while the wine in the goblet swayed slightly with the man's elegant movements.
Xiaonuan glanced nervously at the nearby servant.
After Nangong Yaoling finished, he directly dressed her, then carried her downstairs.
Because she mentioned feeling hungry halfway through, completely non-cooperative, he had no choice but to finish quickly and carry her down.
He even threatened to properly sort her out after the meal!
Xiaonuan focused solely on devouring the meat, her cheeks flushed.
Nangong Yaoling took a sip of wine and laughed, "This chef was brought in from France, the taste is quite nice, if you like it, eat more."
Xiaonuan ate while sipping wine.
