Since When Was Sang Your Mistress?

"Let go of me, gross!" Xiao Si screamed. He wanted to chop his hand off.

"Yeah, I'm gross. I'm only gross to you." Nian Junting pounced on him and looked at him lovingly with his dark eyes. He looked like he was about to force himself on him.

Xiao Si was desperate. Even when he was drunk in the past, Nian Junting had never mistaken the appearance of other people. "Wake up, I am Xiao Si."

Nian Junting laughed softly. "Xiaosi is a dog. Do you think I can't differentiate a man from a dog?" Just as he finished, he planted a kiss on Xiao Si. Xiao Si covered his mouth frantically.

"You're home, Young Master?" Sister Lan came rushing and saw the scene before her and let out a yelp. She quickly covered her eyes. It was too scandalous to watch.

"Sister Lan, come help! Pull him off me!" Xiao Si yelled.