Shen Mochen watched helplessly as Xia Qingrou pushed open the door, turned off the lights in his room, and then casually locked the door behind her.
"Why do you feel unwell, and why are you locking the door?"
Shen Mochen took a small step back; his energy was somewhat overflowing.
Since his arrival at 0819, he hadn't had the chance to relieve himself. Surrounded by beauties like Xia Qingrou every day was one thing, but today he had been fed an energy-boosting meal, making him even more dangerous now.
He suspected that Xia Qingrou was about to make a move on him, but he didn't expect her to be so impatient that the night would seemingly not end well.
"My arm is uncomfortable..."
Xia Qingrou approached Shen Mochen step by step, pulled at the sash around her waist, and the loose sleeping robe she was wearing suddenly fell to the ground, revealing a black slip dress underneath.
