Alright, actually nothing happened last night.
I'm serious—even though a female hooligan kicked open my room door with a pillow in her arms and yelled "I'm here to serve you!" loud enough to be heard in the basement, nothing actually happened. Everything was quite harmonious, with nothing inappropriate for children. With appropriate edits, it could even be broadcast on the evening news. The reason was not a sudden change of heart from a pure-hearted female hooligan, nor Sandora leading Qianqian and a million elite soldiers to catch me in the act. It was because the little doll stubbornly refused to move. What can you do when a naughty kid acts up? Look at those couples who have children, isn't their resentment overwhelming? They say marriage is the grave of love, but I firmly believe naughty kids are the coffin lid of married life, and it's made of mahogany!
