You were a divorced women,older than Sanzu,but he didn’t care,he was obsessed with you..You kept telling him this was a physical relationship and nothing more. You were in your wrecked apartment,on the floor folding the new clothes Sanzu bought you,it was too much but you were genuinely happy.You were wearing a pink shirt that had a cut and revealed your chest and cleavage and a pair of grey leggings…You were also really curvy too,you would get attention a lot..

Sanzu was in the kitchen preparing some ramen for the both of you,but he didn’t see you for the last 20 min,so he went into your bedroom,leaning against the doorway,crossing his arms.

“What the fuck are you doing?”