Yang Zhang's gaze darkened, especially when Miss Kobra leaned in with her big boobs hanging in front of his eyes, barely covered with a low-cut top, "I don't know whether I should give the spy's identity—"
"—Just shut up, and let's go to bed now," Yang Zhang said. He was already pissed looking at Miss Kobra. She intentionally flashed her deep cleavage and a low-cut top that barely covered her tits.
Miss Kobra flushed instantly. She was teasing Yang Zhang, thinking it would be enough to invite him to bed with her tonight.
But she didn't expect Yang Zhang to become much more mature and blunt after some time. It made her wonder what kind of activity he had while she was out of the picture.
That being said, Miss Kobra didn't dislike such blunt Yang Zhang. She liked it so much, in fact…
