Yes, for three years, more than a thousand days and nights, every night he thought of her, thinking so much that he couldn't sleep.
It was a pure desire, a man's yearning for a woman.
He just wanted, like now, to peel her clean and devour her whole...
The two of them deeply enamored...
In those days and nights when he could not touch her, he was almost going insane.
"Crack..."
A crisp sound, he stopped his actions.
Li Jiaqi looked at him, slightly panting, and after a long while, she lowered her head, looking at her right hand.
Too much force, her hand might have almost dislocated.
He stared at her blankly, not speaking for a long time.
Rainwater trickled down his cheek, which had been reddened by her slap...
She lowered her head, slowly tidying up her clothes, fastening them.
"He Yingdong, are you crazy? You're drunk like this, and you act like this in the living room. What do you take me for?"
Her voice was trembling.
