Wen Zao suppressed his raging desire and carried Ye Xixi back to the bed, and then took a cold shower, smoking a cigarette by the window.
When he was completely calm, he lifted the quilt and returned to the bed.
At this time, Ye Xixi was already fast asleep, with her round little head showing, pouting as if very tired.
Wen Zao reached out and encircled his treasure in his arms, then lowered his head to peck her cute lips, whispering in her ear: "Good night, baby—"
Then, satisfied, he closed his eyes and fell asleep with her.
......
The next morning, Ye Xixi was awakened by the blinding sunlight outside the window.
She groggily opened her eyes, instinctively reaching for the phone on the bedside table to check the time.
But unexpectedly, a small turn made her gasp in pain.
The feeling was as if her whole body had been run over by a truck, sore and unbearable, especially in a certain place below. Even a slight movement felt like a wound being torn apart.
