Jiang Qing seemed to be a bit angry.
Actually, it wasn't strange for Jiang Qing to have wild thoughts.
Any woman at such a time wouldn't hope to have another woman appear in her space and time.
Jiang Qing was selfish about her love for a man.
Seeing that Jiang Qing was somewhat angry, Zhang Xiaomeng picked her up. "Qing'er," he then slapped her twice.
Even if he was wrong, Zhang Xiaomeng wouldn't admit his mistake.
"Isn't that so?"
"Qing'er, let's go to the bed."
Since Zhang Xiaomeng had inspected this suite, he naturally wasn't afraid of being exposed or anything like that.
In just a moment, Jiang Qing was facing Zhang Xiaomeng.
Jiang Qing covered her face with her hands, not allowing Zhang Xiaomeng to see, but how could that stop Zhang Xiaomeng.
Zhang Xiaomeng's fingers passed through Jiang Qing's, and the two of them clasped hands firmly.
Zhang Xiaomeng took a deep breath.
"Ah!" Jiang Qing instantly let out a long, seductive moan.
"Qing'er, I'm coming."
