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

"Qingge, are you interested in this bed?" Ji Wanzhou half pushed Meng Qingge, half pushed her, half pushed her into the bed.

"Yeah, but I don't want to go up right now." Meng Qingge turned around and resisted Ji Wanzhou's actions. He hadn't eaten yet, so he really didn't want to be led astray right now.

"Since you are interested, let's study together and give it a try." Ji Wanzhou picked them up without a word and put them on the bed.

Meng Qingge's skin was even whiter than snow against the red silk.

Ji Wanzhou couldn't help but be dazed for a moment.

After the two of them tossed and turned on the large bed for a long time, Ji Wanzhou finally felt satisfied. He called for a meal and went upstairs, waiting to feed the person he had just tormented.

However, she didn't expect that the dishes Ji Wanzhou ordered wouldn't be served at all. Meng Qingge directly slept until the next day.

Old Ginger Is Still Spicier