The woman's words made Qin Yihan frown deeply.
Just now in the office, when she mentioned something about having an affair, she even turned back to explain to him. He thought she had already sensed something was off about him.
But this silly girl not only failed to notice anything, she was still treating him as Qin Zimo to this point?
Looking into her serious eyes, the man felt playful.
He reached out his hand and gently ruffled her hair, "Mrs. Qin, what if I really felt like making a move on you?"
Su Xiaoli's eyes widened.
For some reason, hearing Qin Zimo's voice in front of her involuntarily made her think of Qin Yihan from last night.
Last night, Qin Yihan had used the same tone and deep voice, repeating over and over:
"Mrs. Qin, are you still comfortable?"
"Mrs. Qin, tell me if it hurts."
"Mrs. Qin, rest assured, it won't burst."
...
Thinking about everything from last night, Su Xiaoli's face couldn't help but flush with embarrassment.
