"Not tired, not tired at all."
Evan Saint curled his lips and gently blew into her ear: "Then let's do it again."
"I'm tired, I'm tired!" Sparkle Gold cried out in fright.
"Lift your other leg."
Sparkle Gold could only tearfully comply, letting Evan Saint help her dress.
Such humiliation!
With a malicious smile, Evan Saint dressed her piece by piece, then lightly tapped her head and chuckled: "I'm going to take a shower. If I come out and don't see you, you know the consequences."
Watching his lean and perfect back, Sparkle Gold angrily showed him a middle finger.
Unexpectedly, Evan Saint suddenly turned around, smiling tenderly: "Sparkle Gold..."
"Ah?" Sparkle Gold froze in place, her face ashen.
Doomed, caught in the act.
"I know you want it, I'll satisfy you tonight."
"I didn't..."
"No need to explain."
"I really didn't!"
Evan raised an eyebrow: "So you're cursing me with that middle finger?"
"I..."
