"Why are you angry again?"
Mo Shiche lay down and reached out to pull her shoulder, asking softly, "Tangtang, what's wrong?"
"Don't touch me!" Luo Qiangwei dodged his hand, the more she thought about it, the more she felt both embarrassed and annoyed—he had actually flirted with her like that... and moreover, he had simply gone to take a shower after solving his own needs!
He didn't even ask how she felt, whether she was feeling alright... She had clearly said that she had needs too...
The woman's embarrassment and annoyance made her even angrier, she didn't want to deal with him at all.
Seeing her clearly resistant action, Mo Shiche guessed that it might be because of what he had just done, his gaze darkened slightly as he leaned over and gently encircled her waist, "I'm sorry, I didn't mean anything else, I just really couldn't hold back."
She bit her lip and scoffed coldly, "If He Ya and those women flirted with you, you wouldn't be able to hold back either?"
