He braced himself beside her, tugged at his tie with one hand, a smirk on his lips, his breath all over her back: "I don't want to be thrown out the window by you."
"I'm hungry, hungry, my stomach's growling!" Maimai shouted and screamed for help.
"Didn't you say you were full at the restaurant?" Sheng Sheng said helplessly.
Maimai clutched the sheets and continued to shout: "I wasn't hungry then, but I am now. I'm so hungry my chest is sticking to my back. I'm hungry, hungry, hungry, hungry, hungry..."
"You really switch up quickly." Sheng Sheng took off his jacket, climbed off her before his eardrums burst, untied his tie and tossed it onto her face, with an evil grin: "Stay here, don't move, I'll go heat up some leftovers for you."
Maimai grabbed the tie covering her eyes and tossed it in his direction, but it floated so lightly it didn't go far.
