Siegfried: Mo Yi, this grudge is irreconcilable-it's you or me! (Continued)

"Mei came looking for me—I didn't know how happy I was—"

Mei seemed a little different tonight. In the past, she needed some interaction and sweet talk before transforming from an elegant young lady with a serious demeanor into a charming little wife. But tonight, she got straight into the mood the moment they met.

But that was fine. He and Mei had been dating for nearly three months already, and Mo Yi knew her inside and out. Handling her was second nature to him.

"I was a little tired today. I was just thinking that if Mei were here, I'd have someone to give me a massage."

"This is the most relaxing and comfortable part of my day—"

Hearing Mo Yi say that, Mei felt a wave of sweetness rise in her heart.

"Mm—"

Mei lowered her head and responded softly, only for Mo Yi to pull her into the room, ready to go through their usual routine of "lap pillow chatting plus electric massage."

The door had barely closed when a pitch-black wormhole appeared, and a grasshopper jumped out of it.

"Sorry, I'm late. It's all that stinky old man's fault..."

Thus, the airborne Ji Anya locked eyes with a slightly flushed Mei, and the two began their usual doorway standoff.

Mo Yi: "..."

Fortunately, he had been honest and told Mei the truth from the start. Otherwise, this would have been a real mess to clean up.

Having been caught cheating by Mei many times, Ji Anya had grown somewhat. Before Mei could speak, she pointed at her and demanded, "It's so late. Why are you in Mo Yi's room, Mei?"

Miss Mei: "..."

Wait, wasn't that supposed to be my line?

You crafty little grasshopper!

"I'm Mo Yi's girlfriend. Is it strange for me to be