Pang Meiqin remained silent, her sultry eyes giving Tang Zheng a playful glance. She extended her tongue, and licked his palm. One of her arms slid onto his broad back, gently caressing it.
Tang Zheng instinctively moved his moist palm away, and Pang Meiqin immediately moved closer, kissing his lips. At the same time, she forcefully turned over, pressing him beneath her.
"Really not in the mood!" Although he hated to admit it, having a woman willingly offering herself to gratify him when he was irritated gave Tang Zheng a sense of accomplishment. He touched the hair of the beautiful leg stewardess, telling her to get up.
"How about I go get that fallen star to join us? We can keep you company together!" Pang Meiqin murmured, licking Tang Zheng's earlobe, her soft breath teasing him, "Or do you want even more women?"
