Ye Qingling glared at him, thinking he could do it again? He was dreaming.
She decided to ignore Feng Ye tonight, tidied up, went back to bed, turned her back to Feng Ye, and closed her eyes.
Seeing that Ye Qingling was ignoring him and focused on sleeping, Feng Ye gradually fell silent as he listened to her regular breathing.
He felt that his self-esteem as a man had been hurt.
A man can be poor, not handsome, and not tall, but he absolutely cannot be fast.
Staring wide-eyed at the ceiling, Feng Ye was wide awake, immersed in the emotions of having performed poorly.
Why did it happen so quickly this time?
...
After an unknown amount of time, he felt he was back to normal.
"Honey, are you asleep?"
Feng Ye leaned forward and whispered in Ye Qingling's ear.
Ye Qingling wasn't asleep, but she ignored it and continued to pretend to be asleep.
Feng Ye noticed something amiss when her regular breathing became slightly disordered.
"hey-hey……"
He chuckled softly, not revealing his suspicions, but instead slipped one hand inside Ye Qingling's vest, groping her up and down.
Ye Qingling couldn't keep up the act any longer and grabbed the hand that was groping her body: "Stop fooling around, go to sleep."
"No, let's do it again. I want to prove with my actions that I'm not... fast."
When he spoke the last few words, Feng Ye spoke slowly and deliberately.
"I know you're just too tired. You'll be fine after a few days of rest. Go to sleep."
"I've had enough rest."
As he spoke, he turned her body, which was lying on her side, around.
Ye Qingling knew that if she didn't give in, he probably wouldn't give up tonight, so she had no choice but to lie down half-heartedly.
"Crunch, crunch..."
The sound of regular rubbing between wooden planks echoed in the room.
Ye Qingling whispered, "Be gentle."
"I'm already very light, are you uncomfortable?"
Feng Ye misunderstood.
Ye Qingling rolled her eyes: "I mean, keep it down, the bed is making a bit of noise."
"Uh... I'll try my best."
"Crunch, crunch..."
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