Ye Shengge bit her lips and tried to stop him. "Do you… want to fight a bloody battle?"
Her voice was hoarse and seductive, which made Ji Shiting's heart burn even more.
"What do you think we should do, huh?" He pressed his lips against her face, kissing it.
Ye Shengge blushed, struggled a bit and said, "How about… I help you with my hands?"
The man paused and stared at her.
"Cough… Didn't you say I'm good?" She twisted her wrist and said seriously. "You haven't tried my hand yet, have you?"
Ji Shiting took a deep breath and grabbed her hand.
"You're so obedient." He lowered his head and pecked her lips. "You've been acting a bit weird these days, huh?"
She wouldn't have cared so much about his feelings if it weren't for guilt.
Ye Shengge's body stiffened for a moment, then she said, "I didn't want you to be disappointed after coming all the way here."
