Song Song was terribly frightened, her heart felt like it was going to jump out of her mouth. Her eyes darted around and her body trembled, "Un-Uncle, what are you saying?"
"Take off your pants and lie on the sofa."
Xiao Jinghuai rarely had the patience to repeat himself, but this little girl still wore a bewildered expression, "What, do I need to do it myself?"
"No, no, it's not that." Song Song was truly terrified, "Uncle, what exactly do you want to do?"
"..."
Xiao Jinghuai didn't want to waste words with her anymore, he stood up and went over directly, pulling her with one hand to the sofa and made her lie down, "Little thing, be obedient, alright?"
At this moment, Song Song was already feeling the change in the man's aura—arrogant and domineering, undeniable. Her heart pounded when the man's hand pressed lightly on her abdomen through the fabric, slowly smoothing and massaging it. She was so scared that she bounced up from the sofa.
"Un-Uncle..."
