After Chu Shenshu was satisfied entering Ai Zhiyi, he sat on the side of the bed, smoking a cigarette lazily. He had already put on his pants, but he nonchalantly let Ai Zhiyi naked with his hands still tied up while lying behind him.
Ai Zhiyi was half-conscious at the time, but he was trying hard not to faint. He bit his tongue to keep him awake. His eyes shifted sideways, staring at Chu Shenshu's back. Yet for some reason, the figure before him reminded him of Chu Weixu. Both of them were truly similar in their posture.
Nonetheless, Ai Zhiyi still had the sense to differentiate between them as two different people, so he didn't get carried away.
He took a breath to calm himself down. Then, in a hoarse voice, he tried to say a few words, "Are you ... satisfied?" Ai Zhiyi took a breath before he continued, "Now, let me go ...."
