Qian Sisi felt ashamed and buried her little face in Bai Cheng'an's arms.
Bai Cheng'an's large hand climbed up from Qian Sisi's waist, "Besides, even Sinian knows that you've drained all my strength. I caught a cold because we weren't too restrained. How would I have the energy to deal with other women?"
The man smirked mischievously, deliberately sliding his hand over Qian Sisi's smooth back, cupping her delicate cherries, and giving them a gentle squeeze, eliciting a soft gasp from Qian Sisi.
"Don't..." Qian Sisi instinctively reached out to block, but Bai Cheng'an caught her hands with his other hand and locked them behind her back, forcing her chest to rise and press against his firm torso.
The man said lazily, "I can't sleep right now anyway, feeling all sluggish. Why don't we do some exercise..."
Everyone knew that after falling sick, one's physical strength would weaken, but nobody talked about eagerly doing exercises to revive energy.
