"Bullshit! Who's passionately clinging to you?" Ding Jinshi couldn't help but swear.
Indeed, Ding Long was speaking nonsense with his eyes wide open. After all, it was Ding Jinshi's first time, her first taste of intimacy. A naturally shy person suddenly became as passionate as a raging fire—what a joke!
But, Ding Long was already very happy and pleased.
At least, compared to the previous life where after giving birth, she became like a lifeless soulless puppet for him to manipulate, Ding Long much preferred the current Ding Jinshi.
Although she would get mad at him halfway through for scratching his back, her eyes showed not the slightest hint of disgust. In fact, later on, he even saw her drowning in passion just like him.
He enjoyed her, and she gradually got used to and started enjoying the new sensations he brought her.
Ding Long was happy because it was a good thing. Her body didn't reject his kisses and possession, and now, even if she was angry, it was mostly shyness.
