Anjue's uncontrolled kiss landed on her lips, it was the first time he heard her say she liked him. He never cared about these things, but upon hearing it, he couldn't help but feel immensely happy!
Truly, very happy!
She said, he liked her.
Anjue kissed her with abandon, the air between them thinning out, and their clothes quickly disappeared, but he released her at the final moment.
"Wait, there are still thirteen days."
Anjue had always been meticulous with time management; Zhou Bie said he couldn't touch her for a week, so he counted seven days.
He would never count six days or eight days.
Every time she had her period, he wouldn't touch her either, but the moment it ended, he would immediately pounce, neither a day early nor a day late.
And when her health was good, he would press on her every day, at least twice.
Never missing a day.
This person... really was enough.
