"To sleep with you."
He coughed lightly, a bit unable to control himself: "Don't touch me randomly!"
But Maimai looked at him with innocent eyes: "Why so stingy? Just touching you a bit, you often kiss and nibble on me,
and I never stop you from doing so. How come a man isn't as generous as a woman!"
In truth, she wouldn't confess it, she was stimulated by him!
Even after drinking, he didn't lay a finger on her, completely unlike the man who used to at least tease her a little every time they met. She had to prove her charm hadn't diminished; she'd been sulking all night!
"Do you really want me to lose control, Maimai?"
Because Maimai said he was just being tough, Sheng Sheng had done some self-reflection and now seldom laid a hand on her, pursuing her properly, hoping to win her favor. Yet this girl lacked sense, her small hands roaming all over him; how could he possibly remain controlled?
