“You’re right.” Ye Shengge blinked and opened her hands. “I feel so cold now. Hug me, or I’ll get sick from the cold.”
Ji Shiting looked at her and saw that the woman’s pale face had turned a bit more pale, and her lips were the same. Compared to the red dress, she looked seductive. His Adam’s apple moved, and he said, “The blanket is behind you.”
“I don’t want it. Your body is warmer.” Her eyes were shining. “Please, Shiting.”
Ji Shiting put his hands in his pockets, pursed his lips and looked at her.
Ye Shengge wasn’t discouraged. She kept her posture as if she wouldn’t give up until he took the initiative. She would bite her lips from time to time, looking innocent.
The atmosphere froze.
Gradually, Ye Shengge felt her arms turning sore, and she couldn’t take it anymore.
She looked down sadly. Even if that man was still interested in her and would get sexual urges around her, it didn’t mean he loved her as much as Ji Shiting did. Otherwise, he wouldn’t have let her down even if he was pissed at her.
She lowered her arm quietly.
The man in front of her sneered, grabbed her hand and hugged her.
Ye Shengge was dazed.
“I thought you could last at least one night.” He sounded cold. “Did you chase me with that bit of determination?”
Ye Shengge curled her lips, kicked off her high heels and wrapped her legs around his. “Why are you so sure that I’m the one chasing you?”
Ji Shiting looked down at her naughty actions, put his hand on the back of her head and said, “Isn’t that so?”
“Do you want to know the story between us?” She looked up and smiled. “It’s a long story. Are you ready?”
“…Not interested,” the man said.
“Humph.” Ye Shengge wasn’t happy, so she rubbed her feet against his inner thighs.
Ji Shiting frowned and said, “Behave yourself.”
“It’s late, Shiting. Let’s sleep,” she said coquettishly.
“You can sleep here.” Ji Shiting looked at her. “I’ll go to the guest room.”
“No, I want to sleep with you,” Ye Shengge said as she hugged his waist.
Since she was here, she wouldn’t let go of this chance easily.
“I’m not used to sleeping with others.” Ji Shiting grabbed her hand and tugged.
“Nonsense. You were used to it before.” Ye Shengge snorted. “At that time, you wanted me to sleep with you.”
Ji Shiting looked skeptical.
“Really!” Ye Shengge was furious.
Very well, he had lost his memory, so he could deny everything that had happened before.
Ji Shiting curled his lips seeing how furious she was.
Someone knocked on the door.
“Lie down under the covers.” The man let her go and opened the door.
Ji Ziliang smiled and said, “Is it Shengge?”
Ji Shiting nodded and said, “Do you want to meet her?”
“No. When… are you leaving?” Ji Ziliang clenched his fists.