Shen Weiyi tensed her body, maintaining a posture that was truly uncomfortable. After a moment, she couldn't help but tentatively speak, "Are you, feeling any better?"
Sheng Ting let out a bitter laugh, "What do you think?" Holding a beauty in his arms, he knew it was a dual challenge both physically and mentally, but in the end, he couldn't bring himself to refuse.
Shen Weiyi couldn't stop feeling guilty, "You can't blame me for this." She truly just pitied him sleeping on the couch and had intended to share half the bed with him.
Sheng Ting: "Mhm, blame me, it's because I lack self-control."
"..."
Shen Weiyi's face began to heat up again.
"Actually..."
She was just about to speak when she suddenly felt a tight grip on her waist.
Before Shen Weiyi knew it, the world spun around, and she and Sheng Ting had switched positions.
He was on top,
she was underneath.
Shen Weiyi couldn't help but swallow, her heart starting to thump wildly.
