Song Xiaodong sat up straight, and Sun Yiyi's body slid down, lying across his lap.
Song Xiaodong raised his hand and slapped her butt, producing a crisp sound.
"Ah…" Sun Yiyi let out a soft cry, turned her head, her coquettish eyes seemed to drip with water, and she said in a sweet voice, "Brother Dongzi, why did you hit me?"
Song Xiaodong said with a stern face, "You little girl need to be disciplined, otherwise you'll become uncontrollable."
"Then... then just hit me, it... feels so good."
Song Xiaodong twitched the corner of his mouth, raised his hand and slapped Sun Yiyi's butt again, saying, "Do you have a masochistic tendency?"
"You're my Brother Dongzi, whatever you do to me... I like it. If you enjoy playing this... I'll cooperate with you."
"I don't enjoy it." Song Xiaodong said with some annoyance but couldn't bring himself to strike again.
