"Impatient," Shi Lingyan gently rubbed his thigh against her, feeling her snow-white, delicate body, contented, "If I don't trick you into bringing your household registration book back to my house sooner, I won't feel at ease."
"How could I?" Shi Mei pushed his leg away in disgust, "It was you who wanted to divorce me in the first place."
Shi Lingyan had been brooding over this for a long time, and hearing her words now made him feel even more depressed. He said, "If I had known it was you, how could I have divorced..."
"So you didn't know it was me, but you still gave me so much money?" Shi Mei opened her eyes, suddenly thinking of another layer, "Does that mean, actually, if it were someone else, you'd also give them so much money?"
"No."
Shi Lingyan embraced her from behind, his wheat-colored skin creating a stark contrast with her snow-white porcelain-like complexion, a strong visual impact that made Shi Lingyan somewhat lose his composure for a moment.
