Ah Hai is Bullied
"Perverted masochist!" that was what he was, Ah Hai grandmother himself. Why otherwise would he be here in this supermarket store at 7.00 am in the morning? He stared at the different shapes and materials of the female lingerie that hung in front of him and wanted to curse out loud. There were rows of differently styled bras with front or back closure, patterns, lace and some even looked like they were just for show and did not cover anything. As he tried to choose a set for Shi Ai and imagined her in all this, his ears had turned red and really warm. And the warmer his ears felt the colder was his expression.