Tang Ming, holding the room card expressionlessly, walked into the elevator, while the decoy's little face flushed with shame, her manner awkward.
"Stop dawdling, hurry up and follow me to the room," Tang Ming urged impatiently.
"Okay, fine."
Tang Ming hurriedly entered the elevator, his heartbeat uncontrollably quickening. This kid was still hot-tempered, coming to book a room in broad daylight, but what exactly did he want—to administer an IV, have a one-night stand, or did he want me to be his long-term paramour? What should I do?
After entering the prepared room, Tang Ming ordered, without turning his head: "Go lie on the bed; I need to prepare."
"Ah? Don't we need to take a bath first?" Tang Ming followed into the private room, asking nervously. Going straight to the point was too awkward, and besides, this was someone's first time, shouldn't it be romantic?
"Cut the chatter, there's no need for all that," Tang Ming huffed impatiently.
"Okay, fine."
