Chapter 216 Why Are You Here Again?

"Awake?" The man's voice was low and deep, with a strong sense of sarcasm, falling into her ears.

Hearing this voice, her eyelashes trembled, and she opened her eyes again, still thinking that she was dreaming in a trance.

"Ji Shiting?" She asked confusedly.

The man sneered in response to her, and then she felt the man's big hand holding her hips, which scared her awake.

"Wait wait!" She hurriedly stretched out her hands and pressed them against his chest, stammering, "You, you, why are you here again!"

Again?

Hearing this word, Ji Shiting's face became colder, but his dark eyes seemed to surge with rage, or lust.

His body sank heavily!

Ye Shengge's pupils suddenly dilated, and he could only breathe desperately in pain, and he couldn't make any sound for a while.

...

The woman's body was obviously not ready, so she instinctively rejected him.

Ji Shiting's Adam's apple kept rolling.

All his muscles were tensed, and he tried to go further. The woman below him whimpered softly, holding his arms tightly with both hands, and her pale face was full of pain.

Ji Shiting exhaled softly, and his hot palm branded her lower abdomen. His fingertips with thin calluses moved downwards and swirled. The effect of this was immediate. Ye Shengge immediately hummed unbearably, and her originally stiff body relaxed a little.

Her eyelashes trembled slightly, and she explained almost instinctively: "I'm not... I accidentally fell asleep, and I didn't mean to not call you..."

The woman's low and soft voice made his desire burn even more. Ji Shiting's throat overflowed with a few hoarse low laughs. He pulled her close to him, gently twisted her, and looked down at her.

"Really?" He laughed softly, and his hoarse voice made Ye Shengge's scalp numb.

"Yes..." She trembled as she spat out the word, "You... Don't be angry, okay..."

"So, you didn't turn off the phone on purpose?" He spat out this sentence, his voice was almost gentle.

Ye Shengge opened her mouth, speechless.

If she dared to say yes, it would really be an insult to this man's IQ.

Seeing the few traces of bloody red gradually revealing from the man's dark eyes, Ye Shengge almost instinctively hooked his neck and took the initiative to offer her lips.

...

This love affair was particularly physically exhausting. Perhaps it was because of the fear that forced out her potential. Ye Shengge was more active than ever before, constantly kissing his lips and chin, and biting his Adam's apple from time to time, determined to let his anger turn into lust and vent it completely.

Ji Shiting really couldn't stand her teasing, and almost tortured her to death. When it was over, both of them were sweating profusely.

Ji Shiting was a little better, but Ye Shengge was in a particularly bad state. She lay on the bed powerlessly, gasping for breath, her eyes dull, her long hair wet with sweat, sticking to her cheeks and her rising and falling chest, even a strand of hair exuded a charming and delicate aura.

Ji Shiting held him in his arms, and his breathing, which had already calmed down, became a little irregular again.

Ye Shengge opened her eyes and saw the familiar dark color in his eyes, and hugged him fearfully.

"Don't..." She was so weak and her hoarse voice sounded pitiful, "I really can't do it, just think of it as feeling sorry for me..."