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Ji Xiao Bei was in disbelief, as if he didn't believe what I had said.

After all, I once said something ironic about him.

He walked forward to touch my forehead. I held his hand and lightly smiled: "It's true. Take care of me, Ji Xiaobei."

"Alright." He answered smoothly.

Then I kissed him, and this time I did not move away, but hugged his neck to receive his kiss, and the warm tongue teased me in my mouth, and held me down on the sofa, and his big hands stroked the delicate curves of my body, and teased my senses.

Fragments of a kiss gradually made me lose my mind. His breathing quickened, his Adam's apple bobbed up and down, and his palms kept moving over my skin, drawing sighs from the depths of my heart where the tips of his fingers had passed, trembling, gasping, choking.

I felt his hardness against my belly. The blood vessels of the two people on the sofa seemed to contain a volcano waiting to erupt. All the heat was rushing to their heads, burning their souls away, leaving only their bodies to respond honestly.

He took off their clothes and rubbed their skin against each other.

I groaned in pain as I came in.

"Ji Xiaobei." I bit his chin. "I'm your mistress from now on. Let me fall. I'm a demon."

As he hit, the strings of sparks burned so hard I held him tight.

They were entangled so closely, and their love was so intense. Only by clinging to him would they be able to avoid falling from the sky.

He whispered hoarsely in my ear, "You're not the devil. You're an angel."

Ji Xiaobei, are you still reading the fairy tale books? Do you believe in angels? Lovely, my lover.

Lying in his arms, quietly feeling the warmth of that thick chest, moving up and down was his powerful breathing.

At four in the morning I couldn't sleep again.

His whole body was aching and uncomfortable. He pulled his hand away to turn over and get better, but he turned on the bedside light, sat up and took a cigarette. "You want to throw a ticket for me again, then leave?"

I couldn't help but giggle, and seeing how unsatisfied he was with his cigarette, I leaned over and took a swig.

He glanced at me and pressed the cigarette against the headboard. "Too much smoke is bad for the body."

"Don't tell me you're not asleep yet. You're worried that I'm going away again."

He pressed forward and smiled evilly: "I want to see you rest well and fight another 300 times."

"Ji Xiaobei, come pick me up from work tomorrow."

"Depends on the time."

"I'm starting to regret it a little now. You're taking care of me, aren't you going to do something for me?"

He said, "Women always do things for me, who would dare to let me do things for them."

"Be careful, I'm looking for another potential customer." I slouched and slid down.

He hugged my waist and said, "Quickly go to sleep. It will be dawn soon. Tomorrow, I still have some messy meetings to attend. You also have to work."

"From today onwards, it doesn't matter whether you come back or not. It doesn't matter whether you have women outside or not, but you have to give me a month's worth of 100,000 yuan as a price to support me."

He pulled at the blanket and covered my face with it, a little annoyed. "Why are you still not sleeping? Why aren't you talking? Did you not get enough of me?"

Why are you being so fierce? There are some things that should be said clearly first.

When I woke up, he was no longer there. He was not the same as a mistress or a servant. He did not wake me up in the morning to squeeze some toothpaste for him.

There was a card on the bedside table. He immediately called to check it out, but there were at least seven million people inside.

One hundred thousand a month, how many years does he want me to stay?

Ji Xiaobei, ah, I really don't understand him.