Xia Weiyi lay obediently on Ye Che's chest, her beautiful nails playfully scratching at it as she spoke in a coquettish tone, "Ye Che, what's the date tomorrow?"
Ye Che picked up his phone and glanced at it, "The 26th, why do you ask?"
The 26th, why do you ask?
Who was it that said they would marry her home on her 20th birthday?
Her long hair had grown all the way to her toes, and not only was she not married, but he had even forgotten her birthday.
Feeling wronged, Xia Weiyi pressed her fingers harder, her smooth nails digging into Ye Che's flesh, causing him to grimace and cry out in pain, "Yiyi... it hurts..."
But no sooner had he finished speaking than Xia Weiyi's charming and bright face clouded over, and she scratched at Ye Che's chest a few times, feeling it was not enough, she even bent down and bit him fiercely.
Suddenly, a neat row of teeth marks appeared on his muscular chest.
