Su Weifeng was unmistakably aware of the change in Feng Bao'er.
The girl was no longer just moving her mouth; she was also using her hands, so much like Lin Xuanxuan when she was with him.
He felt he had really played with fire, and continued this way, how would he ever find an exit.
No, no, this was no longer a question of finding an exit, given the current situation, there was simply no going back.
Moreover, Feng Bao'er's passion at this moment left him with no chance to shrink back.
"Boss!"
"Boss!"
The sudden voice made Feng Bao'er shudder, and her senses seemed to snap into clarity instantly.
"What's that noise?"
A magnetic baritone voice rose.
Zhao Conghu let out a sly laugh and said, "Heh heh, Boss, there's a couple heating up over there."
The boss peeped in for a look, then shook his head and sat straight down.
Neither Su Weifeng nor Feng Bao'er dared to look at the guy, but from his voice, he seemed to be around forty years old or so.
