Shen Yuan didn't poke through Liew Menglu's little schemes. She just had a bit of possessiveness and wanted to assert the sovereignty over what belonged to her. Was there anything wrong with that?
Sometimes, Shen Yuan felt his heart was also quite crowded; not just with Lulu, Nana, Huihui, Xiaoxiao... but even with new members of the harem coming in.
But the cake was only so big. Whoever ate more meant that the others got less.
This analogy seemed a bit off... It made him feel like he was just another item on their dining table.
Changing 'cake' to 'small goals' made much more sense.
Whoever ate more small goals meant that others would eat less.
Yes, that's reasonable.
"Shen Yuan, you've been playing all day, you must be tired. Let me help you relax."
Liew Menglu stood up and walked behind Shen Yuan, skillfully starting to knead his shoulders.
"Sure."
Shen Yuan wasn't tired; he mainly wanted to test Liew Menglu's technique.
