Your Beloved Sweetheart Is Online

Chapter 2077 - 2080: The More Flaunted, the More Hypocritical 7

However, that night she still didn’t eat much. Although the food cooked by the nanny at Wenqing’s home was delicious, sitting across from the wolf-like Gu ZhiSheng, she felt like a delectable dish herself. How could she eat heartily?

Hmph, Sheng Sheng’s gaze towards her is getting increasingly strange!

A few years ago, he was still trying to restrain himself, but now he seems to have no idea what restraint means!

His eyes could practically skin her alive!

Maimai grumbled internally, found an excuse, and ran to the room to hide.

Yet, an hour after dinner, Sheng Sheng came uninvited, directly pushed open the door to her bedroom, and Maimai immediately decided that she should come to Wenqing’s place less often, or she would never escape him.

Wenqing, that traitor, curses him to turn gay in the future!

This was Sheng Sheng’s first time inspecting Maimai’s residence at Wenqing’s place.

To be precise, it didn’t look like a bedroom but more like a pigsty.

The bed and floor were strewn with messy clothes, some with tags still attached. The makeup on the table could form a counter display for sale, and the wall had various hats and glasses piled together. Her bags were stacked in a corner, numbering ten.

"How can Wenqing, such a neat freak, tolerate having a room like a pigsty in his house?" Sheng Sheng leaned against the doorway, arms crossed, suddenly stalling his urge to enter.

Maimai lay on the bed playing with her phone, saw Sheng Sheng, bushy brows, big eyes, rosy lips and teeth: "He never opens my room, just pretends not to know. Shut the door quickly, if he sees it he’ll coax me out!"

Sheng Sheng shook his head, closed the door, tidying up as he walked a step.

Maimai quickly sprang up, called out, "Don’t touch."

Sheng Sheng’s eyes asked, "No tidying?"

Maimai shuffled over barefoot: "If you tidy it, I can’t find what I need immediately anymore. If it bothers you, just close the door from outside, thanks."

"Now I urge to visit where you live alone and send two people to tidy the entire place." Sheng Sheng ignored her protest, squatted and started picking up clothes.

Maimai pouted, her small mouth pursed, deep blue eyes watching him. "Then you’ll be disappointed; my own place is spotless. Sister A cleans it herself every day!"

The only messy place is this bedroom, where she loves staying; Wenqing won’t enter, and she won’t let the nanny tidy either, the chaos perfectly suits her mood.

Half an hour later, her room was tidied up neatly by a certain overly sentimental man, and Maimai felt a sudden sense of frustration, feeling it no longer like her little world.

Sheng Sheng, with rolled sleeves and collar buttons undone, after thoroughly tidying the room like a nanny, stood there wiping sweat in a very handsome manner: "I must consider a raise for your agent, her workload is too heavy!"

Maimai rolled her eyes at him.

"I didn’t ask you to tidy, don’t even think I’ll appreciate it."

Sheng Sheng unscrewed a bottle of mineral water, took a sip, walked over, and sat beside her, amusingly patting her rear: "As your godfather, I must clean up all your messes."

Maimai protected her rear, smiling broadly, loose oily hair draped over her shoulders: "Do you want me to give you a Best Godfather Award?"