Too Soft-Hearted, Continent K's Trump Card!

Before Pei Yunge could turn around, she heard the person behind her speak slowly as she combed her long hair. "I'll go and see you after I'm done."

A certain someone sitting on the sofa leaned lazily against a soft pillow, enjoying the treatment of being served as she played games.

The man did not speak and only smirked imperceptibly. He caressed her pale red ears carelessly with his fingers.

Pei Yunge's body shivered and she dodged instinctively. "Okay, okay."

With that said…

The man was in no hurry to let her off. Instead, he fiddled with her earlobe and deliberately teased her. "Your ears are too soft, our Yunyun."

She even sighed.

"…"

Was this d*mn man talking dirty again?

...

The next day, the rain in Yun Cheng stopped early in the morning.

Pei Yunge flipped through the documents in her iPad and was waiting in the lounge area of the private plane flight.

"Miss Pei."