Chen Jiazhi slowly took off his shirt and moved closer to Bei Qingqing.
"Boss, are you ready? It's not too late to regret now." Chen Jiazhi's deep voice was like a bewitching succubus, Bei Qingqing's eyes were blurred. She took the initiative to put her arm around Chen Jiazhi's neck, unable to speak.
Chen Jiazhi's heart was struck by something. He kissed Bei Qingqing fiercely, feeling the softness and sweetness of Bei Qingqing.
An hour later, Bei Qingqing lay in Chen Jiazhi's arms with a shy and pink face.
"How is it? Are you satisfied, Boss? Do you want to give me a five-star review?" Chen Jiazhi caressed Bei Qingqing's face and asked playfully.
Bei Qingqing nodded in a daze and said, "Yes, I'm very satisfied. But don't tell my husband that he's a super jealous man. If he finds out, you'll be dead for sure."
Chen Jiazhi did not know what to say after hearing that. How could she still be so lovely, even after getting drunk?
