"Okay, I'll listen to you."
Manman shifted her position to straddle Feng Yi's lap, her small hands restlessly slipped inside his shirt, "I want more."
"Are you sure you're not tired?"
Manman proactively captured Feng Yi's lips, "You've got to make up for the past few days."
Oh my, this girl speaks naughty words without blushing or skipping a beat.
Feng Yi's elegant Adam's apple bobbed a few times, and he roughly pinned Manman down on the sofa.
"No... mmm... the aunt is still in the kitchen."
Feng Yi raised his hand to pinch his brow, leaned down, and cradled the girl in his arms, striding upstairs.
......
In the evening, everyone went to the restaurant Manman had booked; the private room was lively to the point of bursting, and Manman was the merriest of them all.
Song Mengmeng and Wen Yichen also came along. Lu Jinghan helped the little one take off her down jacket and leaned over to place her on the children's chair.
