The man had not seen Elle for quite some time. The kiss woke his instinct, and he desperately needed to unleash the desire that begged to be released.
The woman felt the man heating up and teased him with sly kisses. They stayed in the room until the sun was long gone from the horizon and was now in the middle of the sky.
"How did the mission go?" The man asked while putting on his pants.
The woman, lying tiredly on the bed, forced herself up and grabbed her clothes on the floor.
"Your uncle sold the southwest desert with the oilfield to Gujaha."
The man hit the wall in anger. "That means that he is gaining another ally after Yilonguo. We have to speed up our process."
Elle came over and took a look at his knuckle, which was bleeding. She was quiet and grabbed the first-aid kit and cleaned up the wound.
"Why do you hurt yourself? It pains me to see you like this," Elle complained calmly. She wanted to say more, but she was just his spy.
