"We haven't finalized our…arrangement so, uhm, you're not my…my m-man yet," Long Jinjing stammered as she looked away in embarrassment once again.
Lu Zihao scooted closer on the couch until she could feel his body heat emanating from him. Then he reached over and touched her face before forcing her to look at him again with a firm pull of his hand.
"I told you that I don't do relationships," he told her in a seductive voice. "But if it's not too much of a hassle and we're both free, we can go out to do something you like once in a while. I know at least this much from watching my sister with her man."
"Xiulan is MY sister."
He continued, "In exchange, you're mine in these thirty days. We fuck regularly, as much as I want. Agree? If so, we can go ahead and finalize our arrangement."
She shivered, her body instinctively leaning closer to him, and then nodding her head.
"Say it, Jinjing. I want to hear the words."
