Zhao Xiaoyan's face flushed red as she stared at Li Xiaoqiang, pushing him away with a hint of shyness, "That's enough, we can't continue like this, or we'll have a problem."
Li Xiaoqiang's lips reluctantly left Zhao Xiaoyan's, his eyes lingering fondly over her delicate form for a moment, but he said nothing.
Li Xiaoqiang, sensing an ambiguous atmosphere between the two, smiled slightly, "Ms. Zhao, I'll be going now."
Zhao Xiaoyan nodded slightly, "I'll call you if there's anything."
After speaking, Li Xiaoqiang left Zhao Xiaoyan's home. Stepping out of the room, he felt his heart pounding fiercely. For some reason, the close exploration with Ms. Zhao just now left him with a strong sense of excitement, just like the first time he secretly visited Aunt Liu's house.
When Zhao Xiaoyan saw Li Xiaoqiang leave and closed the door, she instantly leaned against it with her hands on her chest, letting out a long sigh of relief.
