When Li Qing, who had just visited that morning, reappeared carrying over seventy pounds of Wenguan Leaves,
Yu Baishuo was startled.
"Are you hell-bent on screwing me over? Where did you get so many?"
She caressed her trembling chest, asking in shock.
Li Qing smiled smugly, but still told the truth, "I could have brought them all at once, but I didn't have enough initial funds, so I had to make two payments to the supplier."
"With this pace, the monthly target of three hundred pounds seems easy, I'd better get ready soon," Yu Baishuo's eyes swept over Li Qing like hooks, her flirtation barely concealed.
"What preparations are needed? Whether you're lying down, bending over or sticking out, I'm good to go," Li Qing said with a mischievous grin.
"I prefer kneeling," Yu Baishuo's face turned slightly red, her upset demeanor exceedingly provocative.
"Whichever way, I like it even more," Li Qing replied, his gaze growing bolder.
