The heavy breathing was supremely clear in the silent car. Su Qianci's heart was racing like crazy. Feeling the erection against her stomach, Su Qianci stopped struggling. She gazed at him with her frightened look, begging silently. His eyes were locked on her. She was scared, while he was calm, as if he was not the guy who had a hard-on. The air felt sticky.
Although no one did anything, the chauffeur Yang felt his face burning.
Mr. Li is so… energetic!
"Sir, a red Renault has been following us for a while."
Li Sicheng looked down and said quietly, "Go slower."
"Huh?" Yang thought he heard it wrong.
"Let him catch up. Isn't he trying to find out what I will do to this woman? Let him."
