C395 Mischievous Consequences

Wang Yuqiong snuggled obediently in his arms, ignoring a problem.

He had not put on his clothes since he took them off.

And so she pressed her cheek against his chest, and the slight and steady breath of air that came out of her nose would linger on Shen Ann's skin like a feather.

After repeated a few times, Shen Ann felt a slight itch.

He couldn't help but move a few times