Practice Makes Perfect

She had no intention of letting him sleep on the sofa. He knew by looking at the space she left him on the other side of the bed.

Ye Jian, whose face was still red, wasn't sleeping. When she heard him enter the room and close the door, she held her breath. She could feel him coming to the bed and lying down beside her.

"Come and sleep in my arms. I'll hug you."

After taking a cold shower, the man's voice was no longer as hoarse as before. It was still pleasant to the ears.

Ye Jian, who was sleeping sideways, didn't move. Xia Jinyuan, who was talking, moved. He held her shoulder with one hand and pulled her into his arms forcefully. He made Ye Jian turn around and face him.

Looking at her red cheeks, Xia Jinyuan kissed her forehead. "Practice makes perfect. I'll last longer the next time so that you'll enjoy it more."

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Ye Jian didn't want to hear these at all!