Qin Hai hurriedly covered Zeng Rou's mouth and whispered angrily, "Idiot, do you want everyone to know?"
Zeng Rou whimpered and struggled desperately, eventually biting down on Qin Hai's palm, causing him pain and flare-ups of anger, prompting him to immediately raise his hand.
"Are you going to hit me? Go ahead, hit me!" Zeng Rou, also infuriated, huffed and puffed, thrusting her chest out towards Qin Hai, her swelling peaks nearly pressing against him.
Qin Hai snorted and lowered his hand, saying, "I can't be bothered to stoop to your level. You'd better listen to me, otherwise if Qingya finds out about last night, we are both done for!"
Having said that, he turned to leave, preparing to exit Zeng Rou's room.
Just as he was about to touch the doorknob, Zeng Rou's voice came from behind, "I agree on one condition, you have to give me a massage, and I mean right now!"
Qin Hai turned back angrily, "Don't push your luck, we agreed on once every five days!"
