Ji Ge stood behind the bar and looked at Zhong Xingyao who was sitting by the window. His clean and slender fingers were tapping on the keyboard. Next to her was the coffee she had drank, with the straw bitten flat. Ji Ge suddenly remembered a sentence she had read, saying that people who like to bite straws are very strong. She couldn't help but look at Zhong Xingyao's ascetic white face. The other person seemed to have felt her gaze, and he raised his head and smiled gently at her, with clean and bright eyes. Ji Ge lowered his head in a hurry, the tips of his ears turned suspiciously red, and knocked on his head. What are you thinking? ! Zhong Xingyao laughed even more happily when he saw Ji Ge's silly actions.
Ji Ge thought, Zhong Xingyao is not abstinent, he simply wants people to indulge in sexual indulgence.