"Shiche and Luo Qiangwei were kissing on the sofa downstairs while watching TV," Mu Yunshen tugged at his tie, smiling, "They looked like they were about to get it on, so I came upstairs."
Tang Sitian: "..."
Who would have thought... She always thought President Mo's appearance suggested he was a bit of an ascetic man.
Is it true that boys will be boys after all?
She asked, "Then does that mean I can't leave tonight?"
"Hmm, seems like it," Mu Yunshen said as he walked in, "Shiche is angry, though it's rare he gets angry, maybe once every ten years, but when he does, it's quite scary."
Meaning, even he doesn't dare to provoke him.
Tang Sitian bit her lip, feeling uncertain, unable to leave, does it mean she has to stay here?
This room only has one bed...
She glanced around, and looking back, she unexpectedly saw Mu Yunshen undressing. Her eyes widened, "What... what are you doing?"
"Taking a shower, aren't we going to sleep?"
