"Wipe off your sweat."
Zhou Yurong said as she came over with a towel to wipe the sweat off Lin Tian's forehead.
Enjoying Zhou Yurong's thoughtful service, Lin Tian felt very satisfied inside.
"Sister Yurong, how's business at this branch?" Lin Tian asked.
"It's great. With your beauty serum helping out, both of my stores are doing very well," Zhou Yurong said with a smile, her expression very content.
"That's truly wonderful," Lin Tian said.
After wiping the sweat from his forehead, Zhou Yurong began to unbutton his shirt to wipe the sweat from his chest.
Looking at Lin Tian's robust chest, Zhou Yurong felt her heart flutter. She wiped and caressed at the same time, even toying with the two protrusions on Lin Tian's chest.
This was clearly not just about wiping sweat off Lin Tian; it was more like she was taking advantage of him.
Zhou Yurong's actions made Lin Tian feel ticklish, and a burning fire ignited in his heart.
