"Are you, are you even really my woman?"
Tang Ming looked at Liu Mengting, feeling frustrated.
"Haha, how do you prove whether I'm your woman or not?"
Liu Mengting asked back again.
"If you are my woman, then take off your clothes, and we'll settle this today."
Tang Ming tugged at his collar, feeling that the plan he had painstakingly thought up was about to be turned upside down if Liu Mengting continued to speak.
"You want to sleep with me?"
Liu Mengting's expression changed slightly, glancing around the private room's environment, she had never imagined her first time would be given so hastily, neither romantic nor warm, rather like being forced.
"Pretty much! If you are my woman, then I need to mark it clearly in this way."
Tang Ming nodded, his thought process simple; sleeping with him made one his woman, refusing to meant otherwise. Unfortunately, men's and women's thinking were completely different.
