Ji Shiting took a deep breath and bit her lips.
…
The man who had been set on fire was terrifying. Before long, he tore off Ye Shengge's thin nightdress.
She couldn't help feeling lucky that Sister Xiu had prepared many similar pajamas.
The man kept kissing her, and Ye Shengge couldn't help frowning. To the man, it was like inviting him in.
Ji Shiting's throat was burning. He held the bed with one hand and opened the drawer to reach for a condom with the other.
However, he frowned a few seconds later.
Ye Shengge came back to reality and blinked. She saw his dark eyes and realized something. "That's all?"
Ji Shiting immediately suspected her.
"Did you do it on purpose?"
Ye Shengge was dazed, and her chest heaved. "You were the one who used it last time and didn't have time to replenish it. How dare you blame me!"
She really hadn't done anything.
However, this was exactly what she wanted.
