"Little brother, you really don't know how to treat a lady, do you? Look at the state I'm in because of you; don't you have any intention of showing me some care?"
Chen Mo had already dressed and was standing by the bed, looking at Red Sister who was still lying there, bathed in sweat and voluptuous, a faint smile on his lips.
"Red Sister, don't joke with me. I've served you well enough. If Red Sister were my client, then I would say I've done quite enough!"
"I'm leaving now. If you need anything, Red Sister, let's wait until you're past this moment to discuss it."
Turning away, Chen Mo walked towards the door, his smile fading back into his usual indifference.
His relationship with Red Sister was purely physical, devoid of any emotional tangle, naturally quite different from how he dealt with Zhou Luoxue.
These women and their interwoven interests with him were far from few.
