Chen Mo found a very particular hotel and rented an expensive room.
Even as they entered the room, Yan Peipei was muttering, "Is this necessary? All we need is a room."
"Yes, it's necessary. Don't you want to have a beautiful memory of your first time?"
"Whether the memory is beautiful doesn't depend on the setting, but on whom I'm with."
"So, do you think I'm good enough?"
Yan Peipei's cheeks were still flushed, "Hehehe... Yes, good enough, because I chose you!"
Chen Mo also got into the mood, "Then as my guest, do you want to take a bath first or choose some kind of service?"
But this formulaic service dissatisfied Yan Peipei.
"It can't be like this; it feels too cheap. I want something unique."
"Actually, I don't have many tricks up my sleeve. You could be more specific. We'll still be partners in the future. I hope our relationship now won't affect that."
"Then... for the first time, let me take the lead."
