Chapter 2085: Chapter 2088: The More Ostentatious, the More Hypocritical 15
At the table, Maimai kept licking the rim of her juice glass with her little tongue.
Out of boredom, she had nothing else to do.
Occasionally, the director would ask her opinion about the role.
That’s when she would say a few words.
Most of the time, she was unconsciously doing seductive actions while Sheng Sheng was eyeing her lips, gulping several times.
Midway through, Maimai went to the bathroom, and Sheng Sheng excused himself to Yang Fan to follow her.
In the ladies’ room, only Maimai was at the sink wiping her mouth, applying lip gloss on her lips, just about to walk out when she was suddenly stopped, hugged around the waist, and taken directly into the toilet stall.
The moment the door closed, Maimai didn’t have time to scream as Sheng Sheng held her chin and kissed her directly.
Not until he was satisfied with the kiss did Maimai struggle in frustration.
"What are you doing, you little turtle egg?"
"Stealing a kiss!" Sheng Sheng laughed, panting as he looked at her face: "After this, come home with me, will you?"
"Whose home?"
"What do you think?" His hand stroked her delicate cheek, fingers twirling her hair, head leaning in again, but suddenly interrupted by an untimely phone ring.
Sheng Sheng frowned and quickly hung up the call, but the phone persisted, angrily answering it and putting it to his ear: "Talk quickly, hang up if nothing, anything you can’t say in a minute, hang up now!"
"What are you doing? Something important?" Zun Zun’s voice came through the phone: "Of course, I called you because there’s something up; who misses you for no reason, even if I miss a woman, I wouldn’t miss you."
"You have forty seconds left." Sheng Sheng’s gaze fell on Maimai’s face, speaking into the phone to Zun Zun.
"You’re so heartless, I’m asking why you’re back in Los Angeles again, couldn’t find you just now, aren’t you short on cash lately, want me to introduce a business deal to you?" Zun Zun said: "Of course, the premise is you must accompany me to sleep."
"Okay." Sheng Sheng was about to hang up.
Zun Zun seemed to anticipate his move, shouting: "Wait."
"Anything else?"
"Who are you with? I heard panting?"
"Brother Zun, help!" Maimai immediately shouted into the phone: "The turtle egg is bullying me, quickly tell Uncle, have him beat him up!"
"Haha, so you’re stealing a kiss?" Zun Zun clicked his tongue on the phone: "Little Maimai, come, into Brother’s arms, Sheng Sheng bullies you, I’ll help you out."
"Wah wah..." Maimai pretended to cry: "He always bullies me, you don’t help me."
But the next second, Sheng Sheng decisively hung up the phone, set it to silent mode, shoved it back into his pocket, and continued their previous topic, grazing her cheek: "Coming home with me or not?"
"No way!" Rather die than surrender, I’m a person of principles!
"Then I’ll come to your home? Haven’t visited your place yet." Perhaps it was the alcohol, his face, in the dim light of the cubicle, exuded a certain sexy allure.
Maimai shook her head.
"Been a bit busy recently, probably won’t be able to stay in Los Angeles for a month or two, won’t see you," Sheng Sheng tilted his head down, his hair touching hers as he said, like a closing statement, her refusal had no effect.
Maimai turned her head in silent resistance, but he clasped her face, turning it back, his intense gaze needing no words, and Maimai’s heart suddenly filled with sorrow, squatting down on the spot, hugging her knees, saying nothing.
