Jingzhe went still for a moment before leaning against Mei Mei's body completely. "Sister, how I can flee when I willingly became your captive?"
His very words gave him an idea that his mother had not realized: Handcuffs! He should have used them too.
Mei Mei ran a hand over the part of the apron that covered Jingzhe's chest. Her nail grazed over one of his nipples while her lips found the side of his neck. "You smell so good."
Jingzhe closed his eyes and took a nervous breath. "I....I showered for you."
She was very pleased. It seemed like he had thought his plan through. Mei Mei ran her hands over his arms, feeling his biceps. She thought about all the times she had given him the opportunity to change his mind and turn back. All the times she had asked him if he was sure that he wanted to be with her. After today, there would be no more chances to escape.
"Sister, I have a confession to make." he said in a voice that trembled.
