Poor Body

How could he say that he had just climaxed from kissing her… It had never ended that quickly when he relieved himself. Was he the legendary three-second-man?

Gu Yimo, who was still a virgin, was shocked. His face paled, and he left the clubhouse.

…

The next day.

Ye Shengge was woken up by the man's voice as he talked on the phone.

"…Why? Did he run out of the clubhouse in the middle of the night?" Ji Shiting raised an eyebrow. "Didn't I ask you to drug him?"

"…That's true. He specializes in these things himself. I reckon it'll be difficult to drug him."

"…Forget it. I'll think of another way."

Ji Shiting looked solemn when he hung up the phone. He wouldn't be in danger anymore, but there were limited people he could trust, and he couldn't just send someone to investigate.

He put his phone on the bedside table, only to find that the woman on the bed had woken up.