"Is Jiang Tong beside you?" Shao Ying immediately asked. At this time, it was almost impossible to hear her breathing over the phone because she was controlling it.
"Yes," Zhou Jingyun replied in a cold nasal voice.
"Can you get Jiang Tong to answer the phone?" Shao Ying spoke again. She clearly didn't know that Zhou Jingyun's phone was on speaker.
"Is there a need to?" Zhou Jingyun sneered, "Do you think a sc*mbag like you is worthy of talking to my babe?" After Zhou Jingyun finished speaking, he gave Jiang Tong a look.
Jiang Tong understood what Zhou Jingyun meant and patted his arm. She said, "Let me get up. Your thigh is so hard. It's making my butt hurt."
"You think I'm hard? Why don't you mind it when I'm hard in bed?" Zhou Jingyun put the phone away, then looked at Jiang Tong.
