When Yan Yan fished her out, she still clung tightly to the blanket around her, refusing to let go, and he couldn't pull it away despite several attempts.
Driven close to her, the man bit her earlobe and, with a raspy voice, asked:
"What haven't I seen on you? What are you shy about? Hmm?"
Yun Qiluo wished she could bury her face in the blanket, but in the end, she was shaken out of the bed by the man.
Upon seeing the marks he personally left on her body, Yan Yan's narrow eyes darkened involuntarily.
However, he wasn't beast enough to do anything at such a time; he had already worn her out quite a bit last night—even under his very controlled circumstances.
If they tried again now, he feared this little one might develop a psychological shadow about such things.
He paused for a few seconds, then pretended not to see anything, helping her put on clothes bit by bit.
