Faced with Sun Zhe's relentless persuasion, Lin Shuqing ultimately conceded and agreed to fulfill her promise.
"Alright, alright. If you keep dragging this out, you'll end up reciting the several thousand years of Hua Country's history," she snapped. "Fine, I'll do it. Hurry up and take your pants off. I have lessons to prepare later."
Lin Shuqing sat on the edge of the bed, glaring at Sun Zhe reluctantly. She truly couldn't bring herself to put that disgusting, ugly thing in her mouth.
"Sigh, I only have myself to blame for being so rash..." she complained, just as Sun Zhe started taking off his pants.
Her eyes fell on that big 'treasure' of his, which she both loved and hated. When she noticed the faint traces of lipstick on it, her face instantly turned cold.
"Did Yingchun do this for you earlier?"
"Uh... yes."
"Go wash it!"
"Then you can wash it for me."
