Zhuang Liu didn't think that he was a saint. If Tan Rou had been more stable, he wouldn't have touched her tonight, but now, Tan Rou was hugging him and refusing to let go. It seemed like she was inviting him to do something that only adults would do.
"Will you be obedient?" Zhuang Liu spoke again. His voice was very low, as if he was trying hard to endure something.
Tan Rou frowned. She let go of Zhuang Liu's body and sat up to take off her bathrobe. However, she was drunk now, so Tan Rou grabbed her loose bathrobe tightly.
Tan Rou pouted. "What kind of clothes are these? Why can't I untie them?"
Zhuang Liu clenched his fists and asked, "Rourou, do you really know what you're doing?"
Tan Rou stopped tugging at the bathrobe and looked up at Zhuang Liu with a smile. "Of course I'm doing something interesting, just like what your parents and my parents did."
