The two hadn't seen each other for more than a month.
He Yingdong had been holding out for more than a month as well.
And with Li Jiaqi having had a little to drink, she was in the mood, and the two of them continued like this until the middle of the night.
Until she cried and begged for mercy, unable to take it anymore.
Only then did he let her go with satisfaction.
He carried her, half-asleep, into the bathroom, washed her body clean, and then gently carried her back to the soft bed.
By the time he had covered her with the blanket, she had already fallen asleep.
She was exhausted!
But he still had some lingering excitement, unable to sleep...
He sat beside her, his fingers trailing across her little face.
Her small face was still flushed with a post-passion glow, her lips a rosy pink, and her eyebrows as black as a moth's.
