Long Zhen smiled, "So, are you going to sleep here with me or…"
Long Zhen approached James Grind, who looked nervous. He gently caressed James Grind's thigh, which in turn made James Grind shuddered. "W—What are you doing?!" James Grind yelled. He tried to distance himself, but Long Zhen suddenly grabbed his thigh.
"Well, I'm just asking. Since you are in my room right now. It will be quite awkward if we are not doing something more… intimate, right?"
"T—T—This is harassment! Master Long Zhen, you are harassing me! Hands off!" James Grind said. He took out the small knife from his sleeve and pointed it at Long Zhen. But his hand was trembling, so it didn't look threatening at all.
