Xuanyuan Luo released Shen Jingli gently. Only one hand was left on her waist, while the other hand was wandering to her chest. She pinched Feng Ying, who was in Shen Jingli's chest, gently, as if she was afraid of hurting Shen Jingli. When Shen Jingli put his hand on her chest, his body suddenly became stiff. "Jing'er, don't be afraid. Let it be easy." Xuanyuan Luo's voice floated to her ears again, but Shen Jingli didn't relax. She still straightened her body, which made Xuanyuan Luo a little unhappy. He said sullenly, "Jing'er, be good. Be good." Xuanyuan Luo's cold voice rang out. Shen Jingli couldn't help but feel a chill in her heart. She had no choice but to relax herself, leaning on his chest softly. The hand had left Shen Jingli's chest and came to her lower abdomen. Gradually, sh
