His molten gold eyes darkened into a glazed caramel shade. Like a fish out of water, he gaped, opening and closing his mouth several times. It suddenly became so hard to breathe.

"Oh, Let me pick that up for you." Li Meirong kept her head low as she bent down, her porcelain arms sweeping across the floor to pick up the fallen sticks.

Sometimes, the most innocent of situations can instantly become suggestive.

"Hn." Bai Qingyue grunted, his slanted eyes narrowed as they locked on the bane of his existence while she bent down dangerously close to the juncture of his legs.

However, the girl remained as innocent as ever. Bright, lucid eyes stared back at him from her kneeling position. Like a ripe fruit begging to be bitten, Li Meirong looked sweet and tempting.

His imagination was certainly working overtime tonight. He couldn't help picturing her small juicy lips clamping on the tip of his shaft as her fair hands worked their way up and down, just as they had done before.

She was driving him mad!

Unable to control himself any longer, Bai Qingyue immediately wrapped his long arm around Li Meirong's slender waist and lifted her up to sit in his lap. The chopsticks she picked up dropped to the ground again.

His grip on her tightened as he heard her soft gasp. Her small dainty palms pushed against his chest, trying to distance herself from him.

"Zhu Qingyue, what do you think you're doing?!" Li Meirong's voice sounded fierce and she glared at him, her behaviour in sharp contrast with her tender appearance.

As she writhed on top of him, the crown of her head bumped his chin and Bai Qingyue ended up drawing a deep breath, inhaling her scent. He felt himself easily grow intoxicated by her. She emitted a fragrance stronger and sweeter now than she had done before.

The girl felt so incredibly tiny and frail in his arms that he found himself relishing the feeling of embracing her all the more. Although he wished for nothing more than to press her tightly against him, he knew it wasn't the right time.

If he was to push her down now, he may very well be able to receive the pleasure of her body, but he knew that he still didn't fully possess her, not yet anyway. He reigned in his intense desires and loosened his hold on her.

After regaining whatever was left of his sanity, Bai Qingyue exhaled loudly and playfully teased the girl, pinching her soft cheek, "Why do you always struggle against me? One would think I'm trying to eat you."

Li Meirong swatted his hand away and didn't bother with maintaining her manners any longer as she snorted in response, "Aren't you?"

'Indeed, I am.' Moving both arms to support his wife's waist as she stood up, Bai Qingyue gritted his teeth, masking his true thoughts. He forced himself to clear his mind from the vivid, lustful images.

Instead, he righteously justified his behaviour after few dry coughs, "You are mistaken. I only wished to help you stand up. I am an innocent man being wronged."