Song Xiaojia blushed at Lin Chuan's teasing, and she tried hard to push Lin Chuan's head away with her hands. However, it was like trying to move a stubborn bull. Moreover, at this moment, Song Xiaojia was almost collapsing. She gritted her teeth and said breathlessly, "Lin Chuan, you... you stop that!"
"What's wrong?" Lin Chuan grinned and said, "What's wrong with this? I think it's quite nice, isn't it?"
"It's really not okay here!" Song Xiaojia almost pleaded, "Can't you... can't you just cut me some slack?"
At this point, Lin Chuan flipped over, pinning Song Xiaojia onto the sofa.
Whoosh...
Song Xiaojia's pants were instantly pulled down by Lin Chuan. She didn't even feel Lin Chuan's movements as he unbuckled his belt, nor did she see him undo his buttons. Little did she know that Lin Chuan had already unbuckled his belt and undone his buttons beforehand. This time, taking advantage of Song Xiaojia's unguarded moment, he pulled down her pants.
