He's a masochist

Men who had lived a comfortable life and grown up smoothly could only find some novelty in sex.

To Qiao Yanze, she might be the only setback he had ever experienced.

Li Yinian suddenly found it amusing, but her smile turned to sadness.

"What are you thinking about?" Qiao Yanze kissed her lips, not missing the coldness in the woman's eyes.

"I have work tomorrow. Can you let me go back?" She said, "Just call me if you need me."

The woman didn't try to mock or attack him anymore. Qiao Yanze wasn't used to her obedient tone.

He put his fingers in her hair and smiled, "I've checked your schedule. You don't have any schedules or shows tomorrow."

"I'm meeting with the music teacher," she explained.

Qiao Yanze stared at her dark and calm eyes.

It had been more than a year, and he had finally had that woman beneath his body once again. Perhaps it was because the process was too difficult, but he found it unreal when this happened.