Yan Qingsi laughed sexily. Her eyes were seductive. She said teasingly, "You want a chance? All right."
Yue Tingfeng got his arm underneath Yan Qingsi's blouse and wrapped it around her waist within the next second.
Yue Tingfeng was about to say something when he was stopped by Yan Qingsi. She placed her finger on Yue Tingfeng's lips and smiled at him. She spoke with her sexy hoarse voice, "You have ten minutes. Make it fast. Don't mess up my filming schedule."
Yue Tingfeng was in the mood just then but his face turned dark like the base of the pot in no time. He said through gritted teeth, "Ten minutes? You might as well give me one second."
Yan Qingsi traced her finger around Yue Tingfeng's lips while jeering, "We haven't done it in three years. You are much older now. Who knows… you might be in the one-second category. Ten minutes is more than enough. Well, of course, it's totally up to you if you don't want it."
