Listening to his dirty words, Yvette pursed her lips, speechless.
"Did the doctor tell you to let the patient stay in a good mood?"
Yvette nodded.
Everybody knew that. She knew it even if the doctor didn't say it.
"Does that mean I should stay well physically and mentally?"
Lance deliberately emphasized the words physically and mentally, which made Yvette so embarrassed.
"Now I'm not well physically and mentally. What do you think I should do?"
Yvette's mind was muddled, so she fell into his trap. She asked in a daze, "What should I do?"
Lance leaned over and bit her earlobe. His voice was sexy and lazy. "How about helping me with that?"
Under the incandescent light, the man's eyes were charming as he stared straight at her lips.
Even though the curtains were not rolled up, Yvette still clearly knew that it was daytime.
To do it in the daytime? And they were not even at home...
