"What, you don't want to?" "I don't want to," she said.

Warm and kneeling on the bed. He looked up at the 188 cm tall man, the shadow of his tall frame, and saw her clearly. He was against the light, but he could still see the expression on his face clearly. scornful, playful, playful, tasteless "I did it …

"I... "I won't …" Warmth spoke with a sense of grievance. His big round eyes instantly filled with a layer of faint mist.

To please a man? She had never thought about it in her life, so how could she please him?

She had never held hands with a man except for Ihao...

Hearing her warm words, the corner of Yi Hao's mouth curled up slightly. He snorted coldly, turned his body, and said slowly, "There is always a first time. If you don't want to, I won't force you. You should be clear about this in your heart! "

After saying that, Yimo turned to leave, but when she heard that, she panicked and quickly got out of bed. He jumped down, dashed forward, and spread his arms wide, blocking Ihao's path.

"Elder brother Yi Hao …"

"Cold and warm, you should call me Young Master!" A hint of displeasure flashed across Yi Hao's eyes. Why is this woman always unable to change? Every time she called him that, it made him feel inexplicably irritated. It made him feel very uncomfortable, and he really didn't like it.

"Yes, young master …"

"Listen up, besides Lin Ling, no one else in this world has the right to call him 'big brother Yi Hao', do you understand?" Ihao's eyes flashed coldly at the warmth.

Hearing his words, Warmth obediently nodded his head. Yes, from now on, they would never be able to return to the past, and the so-called "intimacy" would have to change. He would be her "young master," and she would be his slave...

He took a deep breath, then looked up at Ihao. "Young master!"

"Cold and warm. I'm very busy, and I don't have the time to waste here with you. If you don't want to, I won't force you, but the result …" However, before he could finish, Warmth suddenly took a few steps forward, put his arm around his neck, and stood on tiptoe to kiss his lips …

However, because of his height, no matter how hard Warmth tried, he couldn't reach his lips.

"Young master …" She looked at him with wide, pitiful eyes, as if she were a little wife who had been wronged to the extreme.

She couldn't even kiss him on the tip of her foot … Was he too tall, or was she too short?

"Cold and warm, just how high are you?" Looking at how warm and awkward he seemed to be kissing him, Ihao was incensed. Was he that bad? If it were any other woman, as long as he was willing, those girls would not know how hard they would have done their best and how skillfully they would have kissed him. Yet, this little woman …

[What a terrible loss of appetite …]

"One …" "One meter six two …" Because she saw the displeasure, impatience, and dissatisfaction in Ihao's eyes …

"1.62 meters?" The corner of his mouth twitched as he heard the number. Back then, when he left, this woman was 1.36 centimeters tall. How come she hasn't even grown 30 centimeters in 10 years?

She really didn't know if she ate or drank the air during these ten years.

Ihao glanced at her coldly, then crouched down in a rage.

When she saw that he was deliberately squatting down, she couldn't help but feel grateful, even though he was obviously the one who had bullied her.

"Thank you!" Warmth thanked him, then stood on tiptoe and slowly kissed him again on the lips …