Chapter 511 My Bed Skills Are as Good as My Kissing Skills

The man's long fingers touched her cheek, and his voice was very low: "What are your requirements?"

Ye Shengge mustered up the courage to look him in the eye: "After we divorce, you are free to date and marry other women, but... you can't find someone worse than me."

He chuckled: "Why?"

"For your face." Ye Shengge said calmly, "If you find someone worse than me, everyone will laugh at you."

He raised his eyebrows: "Oh?"

"You can't be shorter than me, your legs can't be shorter than me, your breasts and eyes can't be smaller than mine, and your face can't be bigger than mine." Ye Shengge made a request, "You can't be worse at kissing than me, and you can't be worse at bed skills than me."

"The first few are easy to say." His Adam's apple rolled, "What do you mean by kissing and bed skills?"

"It means literally." Ye Shengge looked at him with wide eyes, looking a little bluffing, "You said at the beginning that you married me because I live a good life."

Ji Shiting stroked her chin, his eyes deep.

"But I don't remember it anymore." He said in a low voice, "I don't have any impression of your kissing and bed skills. Without impression, how can we compare?"

"That's easy to do." Ye Shengge said, leaning closer to him.

However, before she touched his lips, Ji Shiting laughed softly: "Ye Shengge, are you looking for an excuse to kiss me?"

"No." She said calmly, "Did you say you don't remember it?"

"That makes sense." He nodded, his eyes were extremely deep, "Then come on."

Ye Shengge suddenly felt very shy when he said that, and froze in mid-air.

Seeing this, the man smiled and grabbed the back of her head and pulled her down.

The moment their lips touched, Ye Shengge couldn't help but tremble slightly.

In the past, she and Ji Shiting didn't know how many times they had kissed, and they had done more intimate things, but this kiss brought her a throbbing that she had never had before. The man's cold breath made her slightly dizzy, her heart was beating wildly, and her breathing became rapid.

The man stepped back slightly, his tone mocking: "Is this your kissing skill?"

Ye Shengge blushed.

She simply hugged his neck and leaned forward to kiss him again. She traced his lip shape and tried to put her tongue in, but the man refused to cooperate.

She was angry, so she bit him hard.

A low and hoarse groan escaped from the corner of his lips, and he opened his thin lips reluctantly, but Ye Shengge felt a sense of accomplishment and smoothly put her tongue in.

Ji Shiting's breathing became heavier.

Ye Shengge tried to go deeper, sweeping across his upper jaw, touching his tongue tip again and again. This kind of dragonfly-like contact was particularly addictive.

The man finally couldn't help but take the initiative and deepened the kiss heavily.

After the kiss, the breath of both of them was abnormally messy.

Ji Shiting's pupils were even more terrifyingly deep.

Ye Shengge lowered his head with a flickering look: "What do you think...?"

His Adam's apple slid a little, and he licked his lips, as if he was savoring it.

"It's really good. So... what about your sex skills?" His dark eyes locked onto her, his voice very hoarse, "When are you going to let me experience it?"

"Sex skills are as good as my kissing skills." Ye Shengge suppressed the burning heat on his face and said calmly, "In short, if you are not sure that the other person's skills are better than mine, don't bother with them."