"No, I really don't feel like it today, Fan Yao, just let me go."
"Anyway, you have so many women around you, it's not just me. If you want someone, go find another woman."
Teng Ziyin kept refusing; she genuinely had no interest, at least not today, and didn't want to play the woman-to-woman game with Fan Yao.
She wanted to refuse, but Fan Yao wouldn't have it, forcefully pinning Teng Ziyin down on the bed to keep her from leaving, and then she handcuffed Teng Ziyin's hands to the bedframe before going to open the wardrobe and taking out a box of toys for women.
Setting the box beside the bed, Fan Yao casually took out a large one and said with a mischievous grin, "It's just a stinky man, I'll make you forget about him right now! Teng Ziyin, you are mine, and I will not let any stinky man take you away!"
Watching Fan Yao behave like this, Teng Ziyin couldn't help but sigh; it seemed there was no escaping today.