Li Qiang grudgingly eyed the receptionist and grabbed her perky breast, only to find it not as soft as other women's, with a hard feeling inside.
"Hm?" Li Qiang, curious, cocked his head to the side.
"Ouch, hey, be gentle." The receptionist batted his hand away with feigned shyness, "I've got padding in here, don't burst it."
The heat on Li Qiang's body dissipated instantly, and he looked at the receptionist with some disgust, noticing that even her double eyelids seemed artificial.
"Don't touch me," Li Qiang stepped back, looking at her with revulsion. He dared not lay a hand on someone with so many fake parts; he was afraid that her face might collapse if her expression changed too drastically.
"Hey, you were all over them a second ago." The receptionist moved closer to Li Qiang, seductively circling his chest with her finger, "Come on, little brother, give it a try with sister. You've got such a handsome face and such a great body, how can you not try out more women?"
