Pei Ge was taken aback when she entered the deluxe couple suite Tang Xiaoyu had booked.
This suite…
The fiery red curtains, the rose petals on the floor, and the transparent bathroom… Except for the missing strong aromatic scent, its interior decoration was identical to that room that night…
Image of Ji Ziming's handsome yet arrogantly cold face involuntarily surfaced in her mind.
"Hmph, hmph, hmph. Little pretty woman, you are mine tonight!"
Pei Ge was about to revisit that beautiful memory when a rather devilish voice pulled her back to the present.
Coming out of her reverie, she was greeted by Tang Xiaoyu's devious smile as she flung herself toward her.
"Even if you scream your lungs out, no one can save you from me; you must stay obedient to this Master here for you to be able to eat savory food!" Tang Xiaoyu laughed eerily as she flung herself onto her.
