Do You Want to Do It?

At close to midnight, Ji Shiting finished his work and returned back to the master bedroom.

The first thing she saw was the woman sitting on the sofa with her legs crossed. She was holding something in her arms, and her head was lowered. He didn't know what she was doing.

Ji Shiting lips curled upward.

At least she wasn't dumb enough to return to her own room.

He walked over and lifted her chin, but then, he felt a weight on his arm. She had now leaned her head against his arm. Seems like she was asleep. At that moment, the photo frame she was holding fell onto her legs, and Ji Shiting noticed it.

The man's pupils contracted as he looked at the photo frame.

Sister Xiu had probably gotten it from his Grandpa. He hadn't never noticed it before, and that woman had found it.

His Adam's apple bobbed up. He was caught off guard by the sudden tenderness.

Ji Shiting couldn't help groan and poked her face.