âI know.â She tried to figure it out. âJust like I missed you.â
Ji Shiting chuckled, âIâll still dream of you. Will you?â
She immediately nodded and said, âI will. Sometimes, I only realize that my face is covered in tears after I wake up... I dreamed of you, but I donât remember it after I woke up.â
Ji Shiting took a deep breath, put her hand to his lips and bit her fingertip. âGuess what I dreamed about you?â
âWhat?â She asked.
âI dreamed about how you looked like after I was done with you..â He smiled. âAre you the same?â
Ye Shenggeâs eyes widened. âIâm not...ân/o/vel/b//in dot c//om
âDidnât you say you didnât remember? How did you know?â The man said patiently as he lifted her bathrobe.
âNo... Iâm crying.â
âYou were so comfortable in your dream that you cried.â
âYou...â Her chest heaved.â Ji Shiting, you... Youâre being a hooligan again. â
âMm.â The man looked at her body, and his voice was hoarse. âIâm only being a hooligan to you.â
âNo, no. Weâre divorced.â She sounded choked. âSo you canât be a hooligan to me anymore.â
Ji Shiting held her face and said, âYou just agreed to be my bride. Have you forgotten?â
âReally?â She was even more surprised.
âYes.â He curled his lips. âYou told me not to marry anyone else.â
âI...â
âDo you want me to marry someone else and be a pervert to another woman?â The man coaxed her patiently.
She shook her head.
âThatâs right.â Ji Shiting breathed more heavily. âThatâs why I can only be a hooligan to you.â
Ye Shengge was dazed again. She blinked hard, trying to wake herself up, but her body was being controlled by the man, and the bit of consciousness she had regained was burnt away by his burning temperature. She felt like she was spinning in the dance hall and floating on the ocean. The dizziness was pleasant. She felt like she was being sent to the clouds, and then she felt like she was sinking to the bottom.
She suddenly felt afraid and hugged the man in front of her tightly. She couldnât help screaming as the pain hit her.
âIt hurts! It hurts!â Tears fell from her eyes. âGet out...â
Her senses were heightened by the alcohol, and she hadnât been so intimate with that man in a long time, so her body couldnât get used to it.
However, how could Ji Shiting stop? His body, which hadnât been relieved for a long time, couldnât be stopped at all. His body would tense up every time he recalled the scene of Ye Shengge under him, and later, he would react the same when he saw her on TV.
He had never expected this day to come again.
âShengge.â He kissed her and comforted her. âHave you ever imagined what your wedding will be like?â
The womanâs attention was diverted. She mumbled, âWedding?â
âYes,â Ji Shiting said as he stroked her body.
âIâve never thought about it.â She sounded dazed. âWill that day come?â