Ye Li's heart pounded fiercely, and she let go of her hold, her gaze fixed on Ji Yanchen's thin lips. After wavering between restraint and indulgence for a few seconds, Ye Li decisively chose to take advantage of his drunkenness to steal a kiss.
She leaned towards Ji Yanchen, kissing him on the lips. Catching sight of the sobriety in the depths of his eyes, Ye Li chickened out for a moment, but then justified herself proudly, "This is a reward."
Unable to resist, she muttered under her breath, "He's my own husband, what's wrong with a kiss?" Although she had no feelings for this scoundrel, that did not stop her from being captivated by his good looks!
She lay down again, Ye Li squinting her eyes, "Continue the massage."
Ji Yanchen's eyes were deep, his drunkenness had dissipated completely, leaving only clarity behind.
After a while, the even breathing of Ye Li, who was lying down, could be heard. Ji Yanchen stopped his hands and called out to her softly, "Ye Li."
