Ye Jian patted his broad shoulders in a good mood. "Don't be angry. It's inevitable since it's the first time. We're both new to this. We're unfamiliar with each other in this regard. Next time, we'll be fine."
Did that mean that there was a next time?
Hearing this, Xia Jinyuan felt even more frustrated. He raised his head from her neck and stared at Ye Jian with his black eyes. His voice was still warm. "Do you think I will have psychological trauma? Will my hands tremble the next time?"
…
Ye Jian was stunned. She wasn't sure!
"Why don't you try again? You might succeed if you try again!" The man's eyes lit up. The fire in his eyes, which seemed to be about to extinguish, started burning again. "Little Fox, you have to help me. Don't leave me with any psychological trauma."
