Chapter 537 It’s Not the Wound that Hurts, It’s the Heart that Hurts

This threat was very effective. Ye Shengge turned red and had to change his words: "The biggest number."

The man raised his eyebrows.

"Actually, the largest size of Durex is a bit reluctant for you to use." Ye Shengge added, "But there is no way, there is no larger size."

Ji Shiting smiled lowly, stretched out his hand to scratch her face, and said in a low and ambiguous tone: "So, are you satisfied?"

Ye Shengge blushed and gritted his teeth: "Very satisfied."

Ji Shiting's Adam's apple rolled and he couldn't help but lift her chin, leaned over and kissed her.

The space between the shelves was limited, and the cramped space amplified the intimacy between the two. Ye Shengge's back was pressed against a row of sanitary products, but he did not dare to put weight on it. Out of fear, he had to hold on to him. Ji Shiting put his shoulders on his shoulders and leaned as close to him as possible, which was very helpful to Ji Shiting.

After the kiss ended, Ye Shengge gasped heavily. The man stared at her red and swollen lips, and couldn't help but lower his head and suck again.

"Ji Shiting..." Her breath was unsteady, and her slightly trembling voice was slightly angry.

"Are you anxious?" He held her face, and his hot breath sprayed on her face.

Ye Shengge shook his head gently: "For me, this is also a date."

Although she was just buying a safety kit in a convenience store, after all, there were only two of them, and this experience was unique to her.

The woman's voice was light and soft, without any hint of sarcasm or dissatisfaction in her tone. However, it was such a cheerful and satisfied tone that shocked Ji Shiting.

He hugged her tightly, his Adam's apple kept sliding, his breathing was extremely heavy, and his dark eyes even turned a little red.

The man's handsome face was tense, as if he was trying desperately to restrain something.

Ye Shengge was startled: "What's wrong? Does the wound hurt?"

"No." His voice was hoarse, and his hot lips fell on her face, "It's not the wound that hurts."

It's distressing.

There is also self-blame and...regret.

"Where does it hurt?" Ye Shengge's face turned pale in worry, "Ji Shiting, please speak..."

"I'm fine." He laughed hoarsely, "Ye Shengge, do you prefer me before I lost my memory or after I lost my memory?"

Ye Shengge was stunned for a moment, his lips moved, but he finally resisted the urge to complain about him.

...After all is said and done, this man still insists that he has lost his memory.

Is it fun to pretend to have amnesia?

"Almost." She spat out these three words.

"There must be a difference." He was dissatisfied and stared at her with his dark eyes, "Remember and compare."

"Don't you remember? Why do you think there is a difference?" Ye Shengge snorted.

"Intuition." Ji Shiting raised her chin and persisted in asking for an answer, "Think about it carefully."

Ye Shengge bit her lip and finally answered with twinkling eyes: "I like it all, are you satisfied?"

Ji Shiting paused and smiled hoarsely: "I also like this answer, but it's not enough. Let me ask you which one you like better?"

Ye Shengge didn't understand why he was suddenly obsessed with this question, but it seemed that he was seriously seeking her answer.

Ye Shengge hesitated for a moment, and finally whispered: "After amnesia."

She was a little worried that this answer would make the man unhappy, but on the contrary, his face was extremely soft at that moment. The man leaned over and kissed her on the forehead, and said a hoarse "Yeah": "As long as you like it."