Military Willpower Test?!
Xing Liehuo's Adam's apple glided, and his heart skipped a beat. This little girl—
His heart hung in the air for a moment. He really couldn't let her drink casually in the future, a drink was sure to lead to trouble!
Gently cradling her smooth and delicate chin, with much effort he suppressed that strong urge and pinched her face, which smiled like a fox's. He finally stabilized her petite frame as it leaned against him.
Then, he stopped paying attention to her and instead continued the previous topic with Xie Mingcheng.
In front of outsiders, Officer Xing still had quite a bit of self-control. With a driver and Xie Mingcheng in the front row, there was no space left for him to unleash his fighting spirit.
"Brother Huo..." How could she give in? Lian Qiao smiled weakly and climbed back up slowly, continuing to whisper in his ear and breathe softly, "I want... an eighteen-touch!"
Look!
