Su Xiaomeng raised her eyebrows, a bit at a loss for a moment—what was he suddenly saying this for?
"Speak quietly, no one can see us…"
"Yin Shixiu…"
Su Xiaomeng felt her heart race, "Yin Shixiu, are you serious?"
But he had already lowered his head, and Su Xiaomeng's face flushed bright red. She pushed him, "No, don't mess around… Get up, you'll freeze!"
"Move around and you won't be cold."
"Yin Shixiu! What kind of talk is that! I'm not doing it, not doing it, not doing it!"
Su Xiaomeng struggled.
"Shh, keep your voice down…"
Su Xiaomeng felt like dying!
She shut her eyes, feeling a sense of desperate abandon.
"It really will get cold…"
"Moving around really won't make you cold…"
Yin Shixiu pulled Su Xiaomeng's hand into his clothes, letting it touch his skin…
It was burning hot.
Su Xiaomeng's hand recoiled slightly.
She thought, there probably isn't anything in this world that this man wouldn't dare to do.
