On the day that Ji Yao cheated on his little sister, Meng Qingge didn't break into his room to catch him, but instead sent him a text message to play with his big brother.
However, Meng Qingge didn't expect that the prey she was looking for was actually the real hunter.
That night, he had pressed her down and whispered into her ear, "Meng Qingge, you should have been mine for a long time."

You Should Have Been Mine

Ji Wanzhou sat calmly in the back seat. He even closed his eyes in satisfaction.

Seeing him so relaxed, the corner of his mouth curled up. Her body leaned forward slightly, and the spring light in front of Ji Wanzhou constantly appeared. She smiled charmingly, and her exaggerated red lips were as bloodthirsty as they gently pressed against Ji Wanzhou's neck.

"What else do you want to do?" Ji Wanzhou lifted his hand and gently pushed away the soft flesh on his body. He just stretched out two fingers and poked Lucy in disdain.

"I love you, Ji Wanzhou. You will be with me for the rest of your life." Lucy leaned on the hand that Ji Wanzhou extended, without the slightest girl's modesty, just like a mad man who was obsessed with love.

However, Ji Wanzhou knew it couldn't possibly be like this. Lucy was less angry with her parents when she was young, and now she felt like she was riding on his head and doing whatever she wanted.

There's Only One Lover I've Got