"Attend to me," the man said lazily, squinting his eyes.
"What about my dad? Since I agreed to obey you, please let my father go."
The man smiled faintly, "Don't worry, your father won't be harmed. It all depends on how well you attend to me. If you do a good job, your father will be released sooner. If not, he will have to suffer a few more days. Everything depends on your performance."
Shen Ruo felt she had sunk to the lowest depths of humility; this man had completely trampled her dignity underfoot.
Not only could she not resist, but she also had to please him...
"Fine, I will attend to you well." This body had long been no longer intact.
If he wanted it, then she would give it to him.
Shen Ruo stood on tiptoes to hook his neck, took a deep breath, and, trying to imitate a scene from a novel, pressed her lips to his. But the moment her lips touched his thin lips, all the calculated moves she had thought of vanished.
What should she do next?
