Like a Dead Fish

At Yu Lili's cry, Ou Ming stopped and pulled out of her. He touched his pocket, and Yu Lili saw that he had a bottle of lube. As he put some of the liquid on himself, Yu Lili bit her lip and closed her eyes.

Ou Ming pushed himself back inside her and continued. Yu Lili did not cry anymore. She obediently hugged the sofa, and they laid down together. No matter how much he touched her, she did not feel any desire at all.

The only thing I feel is... Uncomfortable.

Yu Lili laid on the sofa like a dead fish, without an ounce of desire.

Ou Ming thought he was almost... Ou Ming got up irritably, took a cigarette from the table, lit it, and took a long drag.

After he finished, Yu Lili felt exhausted. She had worked hard all day only to come home to do this. Now she laid on the sofa and watched Ou Ming get dressed. She said, "I'm hungry."

Ou Ming puffed on his cigarette and looked at her innocent face. He couldn't help but be annoyed with her.