"And besides... I was just checking on your work for the past seven days."
Hearing Qiu Tu's words, Tan Huimin's face turned as red as if it could bleed.
She shyly glanced at Qiu Tu and finally obediently began to unbutton her shirt.
As the shirt came undone, the next moment, a floral bra encasing the profound cleavage appeared before Qiu Tu.
Qiu Tu's eyes brightened slightly and he continued.
"Take off more!"
"Take off more!"
"Sss~ Driving without a bra is certainly prettier."
"Come, let me check your work!"
Since Qiu Tu was injured at that moment and it was indeed inconvenient, he directly took the role of commander, beginning to direct Tan Huimin above and below him.
And he could only silently support Tan Huimin from behind, allowing her work to be done better...
Perhaps because for the past seven days, he had been between life and death and hadn't had a good rest.
Or perhaps... because Tan Huimin's report on her work last night had been overly earnest.
