"You're awake?" The man's deep voice was laced with sarcasm.
Ye Shengge's eyelashes fluttered, and she opened her eyes again, thinking herself to be dreaming.
"Ji Shiting?" She said.
The man sneered and she felt his hand on her butt, which made her sober up.
"Wait!" She put her hands on his chest and stammered, "Why are you here again?"
Again?
Ji Shiting's face turned colder upon hearing that word, but his eyes were filled with anger and desire.
His body sank!
Ye Shengge's pupils dilated, and she couldn't even breathe.
…
The woman's body was obviously not ready yet, so she instinctively rejected him.
Ji Shiting swallowed hard.
All his muscles tensed up, and he tried to take a step further. The woman whimpered and grabbed his arm, her pale face etched with pain.
