Mei's mind was completely scrambled. Otis's low "woof" still echoed in her ears. This man when he went crazy like that was truly unbearable, especially since he usually acted so serious, and yet now he was lying on the bed, propping himself up beside her, seriously imitating a dog barking. Cute and seductive all at once.
He didn't even give her time to react before kissing her. Her two pale legs rubbed together beneath the sheets as she felt Otis's hand on her face again. He tilted her chin up, seemingly wanting to kiss her more deeply. Well then… Mei abandoned her reservations and cooperated with Otis's movements, lifting her head slightly and letting his hand stroke her face. She had lost the bet, so she might as well play along. She promised to accept defeat. Besides, it was only a kiss, after all, they'd kissed many times before. What was the big deal?
