"Hmph… You just like bullying the weak, don't you?"
Yanyan's eyes narrowed in mock fury. Her cheeks were puffed, and her lips curled into a faint pout, but her mind was already plotting revenge.
As someone who lived in isolation, with no one to argue with and nowhere to vent, this felt personal. She couldn't punch walls here, but her eyes flicked toward the source of her recent humiliation.
"Then let me bully you for once…" she whispered, her gaze dropping between his legs.
Before Wang Xiao could react, she leaned in with a vengeful little smile and took him into her mouth, one hand wrapping around the thick base with a tight grip.
A sharp shiver ran down his spine. He looked down, only to see Yanyan diligently at work, her cold tongue teasing the underside before swirling around the head. Her lips sealed with a quiet suction, eyes glinting with mischief.
