At eleven o'clock in the evening, the birthday party ended. He called and said,"
"What should we do? I really don't feel at ease if I don't hug you to sleep! It was as if a piece of meat was missing from his body…I drank a little and can't drive. Why don't you drive up?"
"Stop fooling around. I still have to work tomorrow."
If she didn't fall for it, she didn't want to rush here and there. It would cost her money and effort, and she would be courting death.
It was rare for them to not sleep together for a day. It was quite good for him to occupy the big bed alone.
"Little heartless girl. All she cares about is work."
He scolded him with a smile.
"I have to support myself. I still have to pay you back!"
She said that on purpose.
"You're still thinking about going dutch?" he called out immediately. Is your little butt itching?"
She continued to provoke him.