Chapter 18 Annoying

• In a trancelike state, she closed her eyes and allowed him to do whatever he desired. After he had released himself, he freed her hand. Still dazed, the woman muttered, “Annoying... My hand’s sore.”
• Ling Yichen didn’t know whether he should laugh or cry. He picked her up, carried her into the bathroom, and cleaned both their bodies. He then tugged the stain mattress and threw it to one side on the ground, lay her on the bed, and snuggled into the quilt with her.
• It seemed that he wasn’t willing to her go this time.