C43 But I'm Satisfied?

His words are as bad as his people are.

Yeh Yufan lay on Ji Jing'an's body. She did not know whether she was satisfied or drunk. Her slightly cold fingers touched his cold and thin lips and slowly smiled.

"Thank you!"

Lying in Ji Jing'an's arms, Yeh Yufan's lips curved unconsciously.

It was not hard to admit her failure.

At most