"You... What are you doing?"
As the old man spoke, he reached out and grabbed Zhao Xin's hand.
This frightened Zhao Xin into a shudder.
"Sister, stop... stop pretending!" At this moment, the old man, panting heavily, could barely contain his urge to drag Zhao Xin into his room as he said, "You... you heard everything just now, didn't you? My... my thing is pretty powerful!"
"You... you're also so hungry for it, let's... let's satisfy each other!"
"Look... look how big my thing is. Is it big or what?"
When facing Zhao Jie earlier, the old man had been scolded and had fixed his trousers.
But the old man, despite his age, was just too in need of that.
Especially after that redhead had left him hanging, he was in agony. He pinned all his hopes on Zhao Xin, who was hiding in the small cubicle.
And now, under the influence of that emotion, he was much bolder.
The old man was well aware, what capital did he have against these young, beautiful girls?
