Chu Yang looked at Li Yuru, who was somewhat thirsty and feverish, and felt the heat rise within him.
It would be a lie to say he wasn't moved by the sight of the hot, sultry body before him.
He shook his head vigorously and took a deep breath, "Auntie Yuru, please put on your clothes."
Li Yuru suddenly became anxious, "Chu Yang, do you look down on me? Do you think I'm deceiving you, harming you?"
Chu Yang shook his head.
"Or do you think I'm not good-looking enough, that my figure isn't good?" Li Yuru asked again.
Li Yuru had a full, voluptuous figure. Although she was in her late twenties, her skin was exceptional, without any wrinkles, and her mature charm could mesmerize many men.
Chu Yang said, "Auntie Yuru, right now Wang Dehong and his people are still guarding outside."
"If they were to burst in..."
Li Yuru's face flushed red; in her urgency, she had forgotten about that matter.
If Wang Dehong and the police rushed in and saw that scene...
