Ye Chen rasped in Su Ningwei's ear, "I admit I raised my voice a little just now. That dance really was quite lethal..."
As he spoke, Ye Chen lowered his head and kissed Su Ningwei's red lips.
Su Ningwei raised her arms around Ye Chen's waist and responded tenderly.
With the JK uniform bonus, Ye Chen was especially vigorous, passionately letting himself go.
Su Ningwei sang for most of the night.
The next morning.
They had both overslept.
When Ye Chen woke up and checked his phone, it was already past nine.
Su Ningwei was still sleeping soundly, with little crimson marks scattered across her neck and collarbone.
Ye Chen recalled last night's madness and Su Ningwei's whimpers.
Worried that Su Ningwei would be sore and uncomfortable today, Ye Chen fished out a jar of ointment he had mixed himself from the bedside table. He scooped out a dollop, slipped under the covers, and gently applied it for Su Ningwei.
Su Ningwei instinctively squeezed her legs together, trapping Ye Chen's hand between them. Without even opening her eyes, she murmured, "A-Chen, no more..."
"Okay, no more. I'm just applying some medicine for you. Be good~~" Ye Chen coaxed her gently.
Only then did Su Ningwei obediently loosen her legs.
After applying the medicine for Su Ningwei, Ye Chen got up and changed into comfortable loungewear before starting to clean up the battlefield.
The torn white stockings and tissues all went into the trash.
The suit jacket, cardigan, bow tie, pleated skirt... scattered across the floor could be washed and used again next time.
Oh, the buttons on this white shirt needed to be sewn back on.
Ye Chen found the buttons, took out a sewing kit, and sewed them all back onto the white shirt.
Su Ningwei woke