After removing the shirt, Lin Tian asked again, "Don't need to take off the pants, right?"
"No need." Wang Wanxi answered with just two words and walked behind Lin Tian.
Lin Tian felt a tickle on the back of his neck, knowing that Wang Wanxi's hand was already on him. Her hand was very warm, very soft. Wang Wanxi's hand gently caressed down along the spine, and Lin Tian didn't know what she was doing, so he just stood still.
"No, you don't have..." Wang Wanxi suddenly said, her voice filled with disappointment.
Lin Tian found it strange and couldn't help asking, "Aunt Wang, what don't I have on my body?"
"When Yun Tian was born, there was a faint birthmark on his back, but there's no birthmark on your back." Wang Wanxi said.
Birthmark on the back? Lin Tian was taken aback; he really hadn't paid attention to whether there was a birthmark on his back since he couldn't see it. Who would foolishly use two mirrors to check their own back?
