Her nails had not been trimmed for a while, and the pink nails resembled plump, round seashells.
And with the slightly grown part of her nails, she pinched the blue stubble by his lips and pulled on it.
She didn't succeed in pulling it off; she missed.
Yu Chiyin frowned slightly, though his eyes remained closed, the arm around her waist tightened warningly.
Lu Fengxuan knew he would be cautious because of the child in her belly, so he didn't dare to use too much force.
Bolstered by this fact, she did not restrain herself, and after a while, she held her breath again and moved close to him.
A few seconds later, she succeeded with her hand.
A sting at the edge of his lips came, and Yu Chiyin softly hissed. Slowly, his closed eyelids lifted.
Lu Fengxuan was examining the blue stubble she had pulled out and didn't notice his eyes open.
