Looking at Ling Jing's face, Su Peizhen was sure that he wanted more, so she didn't object.
"Okay."
Ling Jing smiled again. This man's appearance was indeed very deceptive. When he smiled, it always made people feel as if the clouds had dispersed.
Su Peizhen narrowed her eyes and suppressed that strange feeling.
As the young miss of the Su family, she had seen countless men before. Why would she be seduced by a man's appearance?
Not to mention, it was just the looks of a hooligan. So what if he had good looks? It was just a face.
Ling Jing did not argue with Su Peizhen to the end. At night, the car drove into the Rongyuan parking lot.
Su Peizhen had played for two days. How tired was she. It was mainly because Ling Jing was too torturous. He seemed to have endless energy.
Day and night, whether it was on or under the bed, he was full of energy. In this regard, he was qualified to be a gigolo.
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