"No, Little Ya, stop."
As he lay flat on the bed, Zhang Xiaoshan hurriedly raised his hand instinctively, wanting to push Li Ya away.
But due to the angle, the moment his hand came up to push, it landed precisely on a perky area, and Zhang Xiaoshan instantly got carried away.
"Brother Shan, what are you...you doing, it's embarrassing."
Little Ya's face turned red, looking shy and coy as she bit her teeth tightly.
Indeed, she had prepared herself to give in to Zhang Xiaoshan, but the actual touch was different from her fantasies.
However, she didn't push Zhang Xiaoshan away; instead, she moved in even closer, making the experience more palpable for him.
Zhang Xiaoshan snapped out of it and hurriedly withdrew his hand.
"Little Ya, if you keep doing this, I'll have to leave."
"Oh, don't go, I was just teasing you. I won't mess around anymore," she said.
With that, Li Ya pulled the quilt back up, covering herself with it.
