Screech!
Zhang Xiaowei slammed on the brakes, bringing the pickup to a stop on the roadside.
"Xia Lin, are you addicted or something? Why are you constantly thinking about this? If that's really the case, then I'll satisfy you," he said, frowning deeply, his face serious as he placed his hand on Xia Lin's leg
Xia Lin shivered slightly, instinctively wanting to dodge away.
But she had barely moved when she hastily stopped herself.
"Master, I…"
Faced with such a direct question, Xia Lin was too embarrassed to say it out loud.
Her fidgety demeanor only incited Zhang Xiaowei's wicked thoughts, and he moved his hand further inward.
"Since you want it that badly, then I'll give it to you," he said.
No sooner had Zhang Xiaowei finished speaking than he got out of the vehicle and walked around to the passenger side.
Under Xia Lin's panicked gaze, he pulled open the door, hooked his arm around her neck, and leaned in close.
