The rogue driver had already left, and Song Guanchao got into the car and lit a cigarette.
Images of Xu Xin's naked body kept surfacing in his mind.
Once liberated from her clothes, Xu Xin's figure was nothing short of exquisite.
Her chest must have been a D cup at least!
So large, yet her breasts were so perfectly shaped and incredibly perky, with not the slightest sign of sagging.
Her waist was slender like a willow, and as she tightly wrapped her honeyed thighs around half of her body, Song Guanchao almost had a nosebleed at the sight of her perky buttocks.
Especially when she had that half-intoxicated, dreamy expression, which was enough to stir the beast that lurks deep within any man.
"Hu~"
With the last puff of smoke, he casually flicked away the cigarette butt, and Song Guanchao suppressed the distracting thoughts in his head and called for another rogue driver.
In a private room of a high-class restaurant, Minister Zhou was dining with Director Qin.
