"Turtle egg, if you want water, help yourself. There's fruit and drinks in the fridge. I won't be serving you, make yourself at home."
Sheng Sheng nodded, but followed her upstairs, stopping at her bedroom door. He pushed the door, but it wouldn't budge. Sheng Sheng pushed again, was it locked?
Afraid of thieves?
He shook his head and leaned against the wall by her bedroom door.
In his mind, he imagined her changing clothes. A meaningful smile curled at his lips. The tip of his tongue lightly traced his lips. Actions like that might seem sleazy or depraved on another man, but on him, they were inexplicably sexy. Of course, there was something more... dangerous!
Endless fantasies filled his mind.
"Maimai?" After waiting a while without the door opening, he impatiently knocked twice: "Come out."
"I'm already asleep, make yourself at home!" Maimai shouted from her bed.
"Open the door."
"Godfather, goodnight."
