Contract marriages turned sour

Obsessed with sleeping with her, but it doesn't seem to be very important now: "Then do you have to wash your face again?"

Hearing You Jing's tone of voice, Ji Yunshu knew that You Jing had agreed to her, and there was no need to wash his face, so he immediately moved to the side to make room for You Jing: "No more washing, I'm so sleepy, Ah Jing, come to sleep."

Going to bed, surrounded by a warm and soft wife, You Jing simply reached out and put Yun Shu into his arms, lowered her shoulders and asked: "Yun Shu, do you like me?"

"I like it." Ji Yunshu was really sleepy. In fact, she would have been sleepy a long time ago. If it wasn't for this incident, she wouldn't know how many times she played chess with Duke Zhou. With the scent of roses on Jing's body, he closed his eyes very comfortably, and fell asleep after a while.

Listening to her slow and steady breathing, You Jing asked again: "Is it the same way I like you? Yun Shu, the love between wives is not that simple, when will you understand?"

Chapter Table of Contents Day 22 of Citric Acid