Ye Shengge licked her lips and looked at him, pitifully.
Ji Shiting looked solemn and reserved. He took back his hand that was originally holding her chin and brought her back to his bedroom, "Here's your cure. Behave yourself."
Cure? What cure?
Ye Shengge was a bit confused, but she knew she couldn't let this man go.
Otherwise, she didn't know how long she would have to wait until she got a chance like this.
Which was why Ye Shengge didn't move her body at all, instead, she embraced him more tightly.
She hugged his neck tightly, not letting go, and breathed on his neck, "No… I don't want anything but you."
Ji Shiting turned her face away, but the woman's legs were still around his waist.
He pushed her legs away, yet she hugged him with her arms again.
On things like this, men could hardly control themselves.
Ji Shiting was driven insane.
