The woman's lips were almost pressed against his neck, and as she spoke, her warm breath sprayed on his skin, making him feel a sharp sense of touch.
It was as if an electric shock had flown throughout his body. Ji Shiting slowly took a deep breath and said, "You mean you don't plan to leave?"
"You don't seem very happy either…" Ye Shengge suddenly smiled. "That's true. If I leave, you'll at most be a bit uncomfortable or a bit disappointed… But you won't be sad. So, you won't be very happy if I stay."
"No." Ji Shiting denied it quickly. "I want you to stay."
Ye Shengge wasn't satisfied with that answer. "Are you ecstatic now?"
Ji Shiting frowned as if he was considering whether the word 'ecstatic' was appropriate.
"Forget it…" Ye Shengge smiled self-deprecatingly. "You don't have to answer me."
"I'm indeed happy," the man said. "It's just that the threshold is higher than before, but I'll still be happy and angry."
