However, Ji Shiting's muscles tensed up because of her voice, and his breathing became heavy. Ye Shengge could feel his heart beating fast.
"You're becoming more and more promising," the man said, clenching his teeth.
Although she still didn't give him the response he wanted, she had improved.
It was because he was too anxious. There was still a long way to go.
Ji Shiting had to comfort himself like that.
Ye Shengge realized something and looked up from his arms, "You're not mad anymore?"
"When did I get mad?" The man sneered. "Am I that petty?"
Yes!
Ye Shengge thought to herself, but she didn't dare say it out loud and only shook her head.
Ji Shiting curled his lips as he saw how aggrieved she looked. He pinched her face and said, "Your makeup is all coming off."
The man's facial features were well-defined, and he always looked aloof when he didn't smile, but when he relaxed, he looked sexy and seductive.
