After dinner.
Sitting in the study and waiting for a while, Shanaela walked in directly.
Smiling, she asked, "Looking for me?"
Wu Heng beckoned, "I thought you would come for dinner!"
Shanaela came over, sat down on one side of his leg, and whispered, "I come over at night, so I thought about not coming for dinner."
Wu Heng picked her up and placed her on his lap.
Her skirt gently slid down, revealing fair skin.
Taken aback by the sudden embrace, Shanaela wrapped her arms around his neck in a panic and complained in a sweet voice, "What are you doing!"
Wu Heng wrapped his arms around her waist and asked, "The Old Barrel Tavern has always been in charge of the dockworkers, right?"
"Not exactly, a few others as well, but many workers have taken up shares of the dockwork," Shanaela thought for a moment and said.
Wu Heng placed his hand on her leg, and while caressing up her skirt, he asked, "What about the Sea Dog Gang?"
