"Aiya." Hong Dali pretended like he had no idea what was going on. He smiled and followed Li Nianwei into the room. Looking around, he commented, "Hm, it's much better than the last time I was here. Look at the wall, look at the lights…"
"Young Master, I…" Li Nianwei was so shy that her ears were beet-red.
This young master, he's still talking about this kind of useless stuff…
"Alright, I'll stop, I'll stop." Hong Dali laid on the bed. Satisfied, he sighed and said, "The bed is still more comfortable. Oh right, Sister Nianwei, why did you pull me here today?"
Li Nianwei wanted to dig a hole and bury herself in it.
It's midnight, and two of us are in the room. Alone. What do you think I pulled you in for?
"Young Master, was my performance on Sing! Milky Way good?" Li Nianwei had no idea what to say. She could only force out that question.
