The only response Zhou Luchen received was the little cat raising its head and letting out a soft MIAOMIAO.
Zhou Luchen's flirtatious smile remained on his thin lips as he walked straight into the study.
He said he wouldn't coax her, and indeed, he didn't.
In Zhou Luchen's eyes, she was probably just being difficult. He didn't understand her; there should be more to a couple's relationship than just sex, not only those two desperate hours of lovemaking on the balcony.
Shen Jing was physically and mentally exhausted. Restless and unable to sleep, she spent the whole night on the couch, shifting positions, utterly bored.
She called Liang Yingning. Deafening DJ music blasted from the other end.
Ever since Chen Yao provoked her, Liang Yingning had become increasingly wild.
Even a drunk Liang Yingning couldn't help but ramble, "Stop fussing, baby. Even if you rub your hands raw making him something sweet, he won't remember how good it was."
