On what grounds?
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Chen Jincheng knew nothing of this. He was currently pinning Little Maru down, having a great time.
Little Maru's waist and legs were quite flexible, allowing for a wide variety of poses.
This made things very entertaining.
When everything finally settled down, Little Maru was panting heavily, but she hadn't forgotten her goal. "Boss... you... you said you'd write a song for me..."
"Did I?" Chen Jincheng asked teasingly, acting as if he had amnesia.
Little Maru quickly pouted and whined, "Yes, you did. You said it."
Chen Jincheng reminded her, "I only said it depends on your performance, didn't I?"
"Then was my performance good or not?" Little Maru whined even harder. Seeing that he seemed to be denying it, she grew a little anxious.
Only then did Chen Jincheng say, "Alright, writing a song takes time, doesn't it? I'll give you a great one!"
