Qiao Zhiyi was scared.
How could she withstand torment? If it happened again, she feared she would die.
In the end, she still compromised.
She didn't know what kind of fetish he had that he insisted on reliving it with her.
Shi Jingzhou spoke emotionally about the first time, his memory was vivid, every detail clear.
Especially when he spoke of feeling resistance, Qiao Zhiyi's old face turned so red it was nearly bleeding.
But this was just the beginning, the description that followed made her wish she could vanish on the spot.
Shi Jingzhou talked a lot.
Qiao Zhiyi felt time passing by so slowly, each minute felt longer than a day.
From his narration, the image formed was that of a lascivious woman, cliché, not seeming like the first time.
She didn't know how outrageous she had been last night, luckily she wasn't fully conscious, otherwise, she would truly wish she could just die right there and then.
