Wen Xiao’ai’s attention was instantly drawn to the object pressing against her leg.
Why did Jun Moyan hide that thing on him again?!
Hmph, she didn’t catch it last time, but this time she definitely will. She wants to see exactly what it is that Jun Moyan keeps hiding on himself and won’t show her.
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Wen Xiao’ai reached out and gave Jun Moyan a nudge, but he didn’t budge, still focused on his own actions.
Seeing that she couldn’t move him, Wen Xiao’ai tilted her body slightly to the side, then reached out toward the object pressing against her leg.
Wen Xiao’ai pursed her lips, her small hand reaching between their tightly pressed bodies.
Feeling Wen Xiao’ai’s movement, Jun Moyan instinctively lifted his body a little, inadvertently assisting Wen Xiao’ai.
At the moment Wen Xiao’ai caught it,
Jun Moyan, who had been focused on leaving strawberry marks on Wen Xiao’ai, let out a muffled groan, his body going rigid,
as if his throat was being choked.
He almost gritted his teeth when he said the word Xiaoguai.
It was as if Jun Moyan sobered up all of a sudden, his eyes instantly clearing up,
yet filled with desire and passion.
"Hehe, now I’ve caught it, let’s see how you hide it. This time I must take a good look at what it is." Wen Xiao’ai tightened her grip on the object in her hand,
as if afraid it would run away.
If it weren’t for Jun Moyan pressing down on her, and her other hand being out of reach, she would definitely use both hands to grab.
But her uncontrollable force almost took Jun Moyan’s life.
The veins on Jun Moyan’s forehead bulged, his hands clenched into fists on either side of Wen Xiao’ai’s body, his eyes flickering with a deep fire.
"No way, show me what you’re hiding." Now that she had caught it, she definitely wasn’t letting go.
Wen Xiao’ai wasn’t usually very curious, but she wanted to know everything, no matter how trivial, about Jun Moyan.
Right beneath him was Wen Xiao’ai’s alluring little face, so Jun Moyan simply closed his eyes to not look at her.
He hoped this would help him restrain himself a bit, but his body simply didn’t understand his intentions, nor did it listen to him.
Feeling the object in her hand obviously growing bigger and pulsating, Wen Xiao’ai almost let go in fright.
What on earth did Jun Moyan hide in his pants?
Jun Moyan’s voice was hoarse and low as if undergoing some unbearable torture, his whole body sweating.
Seeing Jun Moyan’s pained expression, Wen Xiao’ai subconsciously let out an "Oh", intending to let go.
As soon as her fingers loosened, she suddenly realized and tightened her grip again.
Her loosening and tightening action made Jun Moyan gasp in shock.
He was forced to open his eyes and look at the innocent, pure face beneath him that was constantly tempting his life, struggling to resist the urge to swallow her whole.
"No, I won’t let go." Wen Xiao’ai shook her head, unwilling to pass up this opportunity.
"Unless you tell me exactly what you’re hiding."
"Is it a super, super large lollipop? Or a thick stick?"
"No, it moves, so it can’t be food. Is it a toy? Or some kind of special secret weapon?"
Wen Xiao’ai thought that Jun Moyan’s job seemed quite dangerous, so hiding a secret weapon on himself seemed more plausible.
But hiding it in his pants seemed rather inconvenient to use, doesn’t it? Would he have to take off his pants first to save his life?