Gong Xiaoqiao's voice suddenly transformed into that of another person, soft and clingy, sickeningly sweet to the point of being insufferable for any man to hear!
"..." Gu Hangshen felt his blood run cold.
Gong Xiaoqiao turned her head away, gagged a little for herself, and then, fighting nausea, continued, "Hangshen, um... I still want... I like you the most... "
Gu Hangshen's mouth twitched slightly; he finally understood what she was trying to do.
It was clear that Gu Hangshen was not going to play along with her, so Gong Xiaoqiao unceremoniously pinched him at the waist and successfully elicited a muffled grunt from him.
"Hangshen, am I good, or is that old woman better?"
"Really? Stop it... "
As soon as she heard the pleasing sound of things being smashed from the other end of the phone, Gong Xiaoqiao immediately hung up in perfect timing.
