The man's intoxicated gaze caught the slyness in the girl's eyes, "What method?" He listened eagerly with a tilt of his ear.
"Letting you—" The girl's wide, misty eyes broke into a smile: "Be at my disposal."
Her voice, sweet and light, fell, and Gu Xiaoer flipped over, swapping positions with the man.
"Baby, you..." The man's deep-set eyes, filled with rare surprise.
"Mmm... is that not okay?"
Okay... of course, it's okay...
Han Luoli felt somewhat parched, his Adam's apple slid up and down, an excited gleam in his eyes.
How could he withstand Gu Xiaoer's bit-by-bit initiative? By the time her little hand reached out, he was already on the verge of losing control.
Under the man's encouraging gaze, Gu Xiaoer led him upstairs, hooking his shirt collar.
They returned to the room.
Gu Xiaoer turned her head and walked away.
She left... just walked away...
The man suddenly felt empty, watching in urgency as the girl ran off, then saw her rummaging through her bag on the table.
