Quickly, Lin Tian had a reaction.
Lin Tian praised, "Not bad, not bad, you're someone who can get things done."
"But to do great things, it's still not enough!"
"Take off your pants and climb on top!"
Shasha said, "Boss, you've paid, so I have no problem climbing on top."
"It's just that I don't have the type of 'suit' you can use on me."
"How about you wait a sec, and I'll ask around if anyone has extra-large 'suits.'
Lin Tian waved his hand, "I don't use a suit! Just come on up directly!"
"This... okay, then!"
Shasha gritted her teeth.
Lin Tian was rich and not afraid of getting sick; she was out for her sister's revenge, and with life and death uncertain, there was no need for fear!
Shasha stood up and took off the ultra-short skirt she was wearing.
She cleverly hung it on the table, making sure the camera was facing Lin Tian just right.
Then, she removed her white lace panties and sat down on Lin Tian's lap.
"Ah... ah..."
Shasha began to sway her slender waist.
