Lin Zhenghui looked at the beautiful lady boss staring at him with a smile, and he knew that this powerful woman was not to be trifled with.
In his heart, Lin Zhenghui thought, "From now on, I shouldn't wear the clothes she bought me when going out with her, to avoid really having such an unpleasant incident."
"You little rascal, what are you thinking about? Don't tell me you're thinking of not wearing the clothes I bought?"
Han Yue'er thought about how he dragged her into the bathroom just then, offered her some milk, and launched various attacks on her, leaving her snow-covered peaks with plenty of scars.
"No, I was just thinking about whether we should shake things up a bit in the car." Lin Zhenghui's hands started to become a bit restless again.
He didn't actually slide his hand up her skirt to the most sensitive spot, making her glower at Lin Zhenghui and say, "Stop it, there will be other opportunities in the future."
