"Then what do you want to do?" Jing Tong's curiosity was piqued.
Jiang Yu kissed her on the cheek and said with a smile, " "To make you happy, of course,"
I'm already very happy that you didn't do anything, Yingluo. Jing Tong was still a little worried, and her tone revealed a trace of wariness.
Jiang Yu sighed in his heart.
It seemed that Ji shiting was right. This woman was already afraid and even resistant to this, so he had to make her relax first.
Perhaps the reason why their first time did not go so smoothly had a lot to do with her fear and nervousness. And the foreplay he thought was sufficient now seemed to be not at all.
However, there was still time to make up for it.
"Do you believe me?" He lifted a lock of her hair, his deep eyes like an airtight net.
Jing Tong's face turned red from his gaze, and her voice couldn't help but lower."Of course, Yingluo, you're my husband, Yingluo."
