Sheng Sheng's lips curved into a mischievous smile, "Those who offer themselves willingly, they lack challenge and the thrill of conquest. Why would I care for that?"
Maimai gave him a heavy slap on the head: "Men are just scoundrels."
"You don't like it?"
Maimai couldn't be bothered to respond, she slapped her hands down hard and sang loudly, "Giddy up! Giddy up! Faster!"
But deep down she wondered, do I really like it? This man carrying her was her whole life. As a child, she dreamed of a beautiful brother who smiled warmly and affectionately called her Little Maimai, someone who looked like Brother Zun but wasn't the same. It was an indescribable feeling, probably the embodiment of her Prince Charming, possessing all virtues.
