This gorgeous woman was unwilling to let go.
Instead, she clung tightly to him, her legs tightly wrapped around his waist, as if she feared Lin Zhenghui would throw her off.
"..." What could Lin Zhenghui say? He couldn't just throw this beauty off, could he?
Now, all he could do was lean against the corner of the elevator car to alleviate some of the pressure on his old waist, holding her thighs with both hands to stabilize her body.
Lest she slide down again, then try to climb up with effort, making Lin Zhenghui's brother suffer, let alone if it caused his old injury to recur, who would he go cry to?
"Ah, why am I so unlucky," Lin Zhenghui said somewhat helplessly.
"..." BABY didn't speak, just clung to him tightly, as if grasping a life-saving straw.
"I'm tired!"
Trapped in the elevator now, Lin Zhenghui felt his waist and legs weaken under the weight of a beautiful woman who did not wish to come down.
