I Don’t Like The World, I Only Like You - Chapter 3

As my house were renovating, it was filled with noise every day.

I then moved to a hotel to have a quiet environment for me to concentrate on my writing.

At night, Mr. F came to deliver dinner for me.

With curiosity in my eyes, I asked him, “Don’t it feel like we are having an affair?”

He glared at me fiercely.

However, when we entered the room, he swiftly started to undress. Then I asked him what he was doing.

With a serious expression, he said, “Faster undress! My wife ends work at 5pm.”