"Yun Yun, Xiao Yun, please don't go, ok? If you leave, I won't be able to sleep," Li Shishi bit her lip and stamped her foot as she clung to Song Yun's arm.
Song Yun felt like his heart was about to fly out. This was just too exciting, especially feeling Li Shishi's firm peaks rubbing against his arm. Song Yun just wanted to dance with joy.
"Ahem, what can we do? Xiao Qing is sleeping in your room, so I can't stay and sleep with you," Song Yun said with a mischievous smile.
"Then you've got to get rid of this creep anyway. Otherwise, what if he sees everything?" Li Shishi said, feigning coquettishness. In reality, when she said this, her stomach churned so much she barely stopped the evening's meal from splattering all over Song Yun's face.
"But I don't know where to dump him. I can't just throw him in the courtyard, can I? What if he runs off?" Song Yun acted distressed.
