The room fell into an eerie silence for a moment.
A few seconds later, "Ah—"
Ning Xixi's cheeks flushed bright red!
"Ji Yebai! You hooligan! Filthy hooligan!"
She pummeled Ji Yebai with a pillow, while the guilty Ji Yebai didn't fight back, allowing her to vent her anger on him.
With furrowed brows, he lamented, "This clothing tears apart too easily..."
"Stop hitting me, your hand will get sore after a while." Ji Yebai spoke soothingly to Ning Xixi, his gaze sweeping over her fair, rounded shoulders, feeling a sudden dryness in his mouth.
She was still wearing a tank top underneath, so it wasn't revealing, but the tight tank top perfectly outlined the curves of her chest, heaving with her movements...
Cough cough cough... Ji Yebai's ears reddened, he grabbed Ning Xixi's hand, "Erxi, I was wrong."
Ning Xixi, fuming, kicked him, "Bastard! Stay away from me!"
