Sheng Sheng didn't know what else to say or do. At this moment, he truly felt powerless, like he was at someone else's mercy. He racked his brain and said, "Maimai, wear one piece, I'm begging you, I can't bear anyone seeing you completely. Please put on the underwear, okay? I'm begging you, not ordering you."
When she came, she was wearing three layers because it was winter: a low-neck thermal underwear, a base sweater, and a coat.
"I'll wear one piece, you wear one piece, and we'll wrap the other around us both. How about that, Maimai? Be good, listen."
Maimai thought for a bit: "There's only the two of us here. It doesn't matter if you see me."
"If someone barges in, won't they see you fully? I'm a jealous man, I can't stand my woman being seen by other men. If someone opens the door and gets wicked ideas, I can't protect you right now. What if you get hurt..."
