You're Really a Talent

After leaving the Supreme private room, Xie Jiuhan walked into the elevator and pressed the B3 button. The woman in his arms turned her head from his chest. Her clear and transparent eyes were sparkling as she admired the man's tensed side profile.

Xie Jiuhan did not look at her. He only said coldly, "Shouldn't you give me an explanation?"

The woman in his arms gently scratched the man's chest like a clingy little wild cat. She said calmly, "I came specially to check on you. After all, there are so many temptations outside."

Xie Jiuhan : "…"

The man lowered his head, his deep gaze landing on Feng Qing. His gaze was like two irresistible pillars of light that stretched from Feng Qing's face to her collarbone.

The woman raised her white arm and placed it on the man's shoulder elegantly. "Uh… Only by wearing this can I sneak in here."