"What's not okay about it, come with me!"
Zhang Xiaomeng simply wouldn't take no for an answer, pulling Bai Lu with him to the back seat.
The spacious back seat of the Audi, once the seats were folded down, turned into a makeshift bed.
Zhang Xiaomeng pinned Bai Lu beneath him, ignoring her resistance as he removed her clothes one by one.
Undressing a woman had almost become an art form for Zhang Xiaomeng.
A moment later, Bai Lu was laid bare like a little lamb, stripped of every thread by Zhang Xiaomeng.
"Wow, you really are something else."
Feeling the exaggerated wetness on that flawless skin, Zhang Xiaomeng couldn't help but sigh.
"You... you can't say that."
Bai Lu's cheeks were a shy crimson, and in that moment, she had lost the sharp and formidable air of a businesswoman.
She was blushing furiously, panicked, afraid to look at Zhang Xiaomeng's clearly defined muscles and intimidating physique.
