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What should she do next?
Why wasnât this man coming over yet?
Did he want her to take the initiative? What was the first step?
All sorts of thoughts ran through Ye Shenggeâs mind. She licked her lips, summoned her courage, and gazed at Ji Shiting. However, Ji Shiting was still standing there with his dark, deep eyes and a half-smile.
Hadnât he been drugged? Why did he still seem rather sober?
Ye Shengge was a little upset and full of reproach... He had been drugged, yet she still had to give herself to him.
She forced a smile, turned to look at the bed and then at him.
How about... lying down first?
That was the message in her eyes.
However, Ji Shiting didnât seem to notice it at all. His lips curled upwards and he looked relaxed. It seemed as if he was enjoying how she looked.
However, Ye Shengge felt the temperature rising bit by bit, and it seemed to have spread to her face. She knew that her face was definitely blushing even without looking at a mirror.
âMr. Ji...â She couldnât take it anymore and called out.
Ji Shiting finally smiled, and his deep voice sounded like it came from his chest cavity, making her face burn.
âCome here,â he said, looking down on her.
Ye Shengge breathed a sigh of relief and ran to stand before him.
Quickly, get him onto the bed and deal with it as soon as possible...
She prayed in her heart.
However, Ji Shiting was clearly going against her. He grabbed her chin and scrutinized her.
She saw her reflection in the manâs dark eyes.
Ye Shenggeâs heart pounded, and her eyelashes fluttered.
It was too intimate, too intimate... Couldnât he just push her down onto the bed. Why create such an atmosphere?
She couldnât take it anymore.
âHow long have you known that fiancé of yours?â Ji Shiting finally spoke. However, Ye Shengge was confused by that question.
âThree years,â she stammered. âHe said he admired my talent, so... I started Star Brilliance with him.â
Ji Shiting nodded and picked her up and pressed her against the wall.
âAh!â Ye Shengge cried out and hugged his neck to keep her balance.
Ji Shiting still appeared detached, but the hand on her waist was burning hot. He separated her knees while drawing closer.
Although he was wearing a sleeping robe, he was so close that Ye Shengge could feel his muscles.
Her breathing became rapid, and her face was flushed.
What kind of rhythm was this?
Wasnât under the effect of some form of drug? There was no need to flirt at all! Canât he just go straight into it?n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om
âWhen did he propose to you?â Ji Shiting pressed his forehead against hers and asked.
The man breathed on her face, and Ye Shengge felt like she couldnât breathe.
âA year... No, almost two years.â Her brain was in a mess, and she tried to answer. âWhy are you asking about that?â
âHow much did you like him before? Why did you agree to his proposal?â Ji Shiting asked.
Ye Shengge could hear some displeasure in his voice.