Agh…
A direct slap on his cheeks turned it red. Cynthia took the initiative to push him away, "I thought you were a kid and here…".
She frowned furiously, putting her palm over her neck that was bit by him with a vile intention, she bit her lips in fury.
"A kid? Me?" he chuckled. Her slap didn't change his mind in anyway, rather he got more excited, "No, I am not a kid, my dear prey, I am 25 years old and a real man from there".
He pointed down there and raised his eyebrows with an excited look whereas Cynthia who was dumbfounded after hearing his age, threw a look toward the door.
25 years old? Is he kidding me? hah, whatever… all I need to do is shut his mouth and leave his room but I don't know the password to open that damn door.
Immersed deeply in her thoughts, she wandered what he said to her which carried that password.
