"I'm not tired of you." Even though she had said these words before, she was willing to repeat them without any impatience.
Truly, the pitiful look on the man's face made it impossible for her to stay angry.
Shi Weiqing still seemed aggrieved, even when his long lashes trembled slightly, they carried an air of melancholy: "Then why won't you give me a reward?"
"We only just… last night," she replied, her waist still aching.
She couldn't fathom how his energy could remain boundless, every time they stirred things up, it always stretched into the deep hours of the night.
"That was last night." Shi Wei lifted his gaze slowly, with a long sigh, trying to conceal the disappointment in his eyes: "If Zhizhi won't give it, then fine."
He tugged at the corner of his lips, forcing a hesitant smile that was heartrending to witness.
"I didn't say I wouldn't give it." Yu Zhi gripped his hand tightly, stood on tiptoe, and placed a gentle kiss on his thin lips.
