The scent of perfume wafted through Mi Hong's room.
She had already finished bathing and was sitting by the door, wearing only a loose bathrobe.
When Jiang Xinghai knocked, Mi Hong quickly opened the door and pulled him inside.
Then she immediately locked the door behind them, and her bathrobe slipped to the floor.
"Sister Hong, hurry and get in bed." A fire ignited in Jiang Xinghai's gut, but he quickly averted his gaze.
"Little Chef, you really can't wait, can you?"
Mi Hong held nothing back in front of Jiang Xinghai, revealing a charm she never showed others. She took a few steps and lay down on the bed. "Why don't you dress up as my Little Chef first? Give me something new and exciting. Let's see if your 'firepower' is as intense as it was yesterday afternoon."
"Sister Hong, I'm not in the mood today. I'm sorry." Jiang Xinghai shook his head, a bitter expression on his face.
Mi Hong froze. "Did I do something wrong? Or... have you already lost interest in me?"
