Wu Xia spoke with a mocking tone.
Just then, Su Yuxuan did look down on them a bit, but, after all, out of respect for a classmate, she still gave Wu Xia a way out.
Therefore, Wu Xia didn't want to make things too difficult for her.
After all, he still had a primal urge toward Su Yuxuan, still wanting to fuck her, fulfilling a college fantasy.
"Ah!"
Su Yuxuan realized what was happening; her face turned deathly pale. She quickly took the card, hurried back, held it up with both hands, bowing as she respectfully handed it to Wu Xia.
"Mr. Wu, I'm sorry for the offense just now!"
She bowed deeply at a ninety-degree angle, those two glistening breasts swaying, that deep cleavage making one want to do a tit-job or even dive in there to suffocate.
Wu Xia, resisting his inner turmoil, didn't take back the card, but said, "It's fine, go swipe the card. Bring out everything I wanted, I want to put them on my wife myself!"
"Ah, yes!"
Su Yuxuan immediately took action.
