Ning Yiheng kissed fiercely. I originally clasped the back of his neck and wanted to kiss him forcibly, but now it became Ning Yiheng’s unilateral attack.

I sat in the bathtub. My upper body unconsciously turned to Ning Yiheng’s direction, just so I could kiss him more comfortably, but my arms gradually lost their strength and hung loose on his neck, wetting his back.

All I could do was wrap my arms around his back and indulge in this rare kiss.

After the day we met on a blind date I went to for Li Xiaoming, we never kissed so deeply again. During this time, Ning Yiheng’s kisses to me were only on point. Those light kisses were more like expressions of intimacy. I can’t feel even a trace of lust.

I can’t hold back any longer. I love Ning Yiheng, and I don’t care about any of Ning Yiheng’s flaws at all. Even if he really has ED, as the gong, I believe I can give him enough pleasure. Of course, everything follows his wishes and I would never force him to do something he doesn’t want.

Judging from the extent to which he kissed me, Ning Yiheng would obviously enjoy the process.

I was never a passive person. As long as Ning Yiheng could give me a little positive feedback, I would actively respond to him with a hundred times the passion.

While kissing him deeply, I pulled out my arm and fumbled to unbutton his chest, but there were too many buttons and too much in the way, and my hands full of foam would still make it slip.

I was so h*rny that I couldn’t care less about the price of his shirt and just tore it open and slid my fingers along his pectoral muscles and down his back.

I touched his waist, and my hand went further down, pressing against his ass.

Before I had time to move further, Ning Yiheng stopped kissing me. Without saying a word, he pinched my shoulder with one hand and plunged his other hand into the bathtub. He passed through the bend of my legs, and fished me out of the bathtub.

Oh my god—

I was immediately distracted by his movements, and my hands had to be removed from his hips. I subconsciously tighten my arms around his neck—Is this the bridal carry?!

I have learned from BL novels and thought about my and Ning Yiheng’s married life countless times, but every time I got to the part of cleaning up afterward, I got stuck because I couldn’t hold Ning Yiheng at all. I even wanted to buy a rubber air cushion to drag him along.

Ning Yiheng held me easily. However, his sleeves were drenched, and I could clearly feel the strong touch of his arm muscles. When he tightened his arm, I could even feel his pulse.

This may seem a bit embarrassing for the gong, but Ning Yiheng and I aren’t characters in a novel, and we don’t need too much drama in real life.

Besides, who says that the shou can’t clean himself with the gong in his arms!

While my line of thought was wandering wildly, the water in the bathtub flowed out along my body. The water hitting the tiled floor pulled me back to reality.

Ning Yiheng’s clothes were so drenched that he walked back to his bedroom holding me while I was wet and naked, and threw me heavily on the bed.

At this moment, I still retain a sense of sanity. I propped up my upper body and said, “Boss, the foam on my body hasn’t been rinsed out…”

Ning Yiheng’s sheets and quilt were soaked by me, and it would be very troublesome to clean. The price of love really made people cry.

Ning Yiheng didn’t respond to me. He conveniently took off his wet shirt and threw it on the floor.

The moment I saw his muscles, my tears almost pulled out from the corners of my mouth, and my sanity disappeared instantly.

Ning Yiheng pressed heavily on me.

He started kissing me fiercely again, and I couldn’t help but kiss him back passionately.

I really wanted to eat Ning Yiheng alive and make him my own.

It was inevitable that a gun would go off when lovers were intimate, and I had just become a barrel of dynamite that Ning Yiheng’s breath could set me off.

My lips were almost kissed senseless. Ning Yiheng temporarily released me. I couldn’t tell whose saliva it was, and a thin silver thread was drawn between our lips.

Ning Yiheng kissed fiercely. He usually showed too much restraint, and I almost forgot that he could kiss like this.

My head was dizzy, and it was only after being kissed by him like this that I finally realized that Ning Yiheng didn’t have ED.

He’s a normal man.

Before I could make my next move, I couldn’t hold back a single moment, so I braced myself against the edge of the bed and retched.

At this moment, the doctor’s instructions were interspersed with my tinnitus, which hit like a tide, with a slight concussion. It was necessary to reduce stimulation, avoid brain activity, and pay attention to rest…

I accidentally got too excited.

But I was so dizzy and nauseous that I vomited all over again.

I tried to keep my mind from getting so excited, and if I wasn’t excited, I wouldn’t feel nauseous—I started remembering the unprocessed work piling up on my computer, thinking about the feasibility of getting up early for work tomorrow, and my coworker’s reaction to seeing the gauze on my head…

Blerghh… It’s okay if I don’t mention work, but when I do, it seems to make me even more nauseous.

Only work can make me not have ED better than ED.

Ning Yiheng turned over from me in a panic, squatted on the side of the bed to see my situation, and said, “Xiu Xiu, are you okay?”

F*ck, this damned concussion!!!!

I said, “I’m fine—ugh, I’m a little nauseous. Sorry, it’s not because of you… Blerghh…”

Ning Yiheng sighed.

“I’m sorry,” he said guiltily, “I won’t force you to do things you don’t want to do anymore.”

I immediately said, “I’m willing to do it—but…”

Ning Yiheng said, “I’ll hold you and wash your body.”

Actually, I think I can do it…

But Ning Yiheng didn’t think I could do it.

I was much better after I took a shower.

Because of my previous impulses, the bedding in the master bedroom had been soaked and couldn’t be slept on it for the time being. I sat on the bed in the guest bedroom and waited for Ning Yiheng to take a bath, regretting it in my heart.

It was rare for Ning Yiheng to be interested, while I, myself, failed to live up to expectations.

I was obviously so close to score! It was really hard for me to give up. I had to think about taking Ning Yiheng down today, so I turned to my guts and took out the nightgown from my bag.

My body type isn’t robust amongst men, so I can barely wear it, but the dress is still a bit tight on my body, and I can’t even button up my chest.

In order not to let my cartoon boxer shorts show up and ruin the atmosphere, I also took off my pants, but the dress was a bit short, and any movement that was just a little too big would tend to show my butt.

I imagined the cover of some magazine with a sexy girl on it, and lay on the bed according to the content in my memory, with one hand propped up on my head and one hand on my waist.

I never dreamed that I would one day wear women’s clothing. In order to seduce Ning Yiheng, shame and childhood shadows aren’t worth mentioning. I’m really an unprincipled man.

I’ve always been very clear that I don’t look good in women’s clothing. I don’t know what Ning Yiheng would think of me. I hope he’ll like me like this—Although there was a bit of twists and turns earlier, at least it’s certain that Ning Yiheng doesn’t have a problem with that aspect. After he finishes the shower, there’s still time to continue.

I was scratched all over my back by Ning Yiheng in my fantasies, which I consider to be a man’s medal…

Ning Yiheng took a bath very quickly. He pushed the door and walked straight towards me.

His hair hadn’t dried yet, his gaze swept across my open chest, and his Adam’s apple slid up and down.

Ning Yiheng bent down and pinched the button on my collar.

I was already prepared for him to rip my clothes off.

Ning Yiheng put his hands in and tried to button me up, but the clothes were too tight. He only tried it for a moment and quickly gave up.

I didn’t give up yet, I raised my hand and lifted my skirt.

Ning Yiheng frowned slightly. He pressed my shoulder, pushed me down on the bed, and pulled the covers over me.

He even thoughtfully tucked me in.

Our mode of getting along was back to the beginning, and Ning Yiheng only kissed my cheek lightly, “It’s so good to see that you’re okay.”

“Good night, Xiu Xiu.”