Stimulation, damn it, couldn't be too much more stimulating!
Fu Chenshang made a phone call, and his assistant Qi Jin brought over a mountain of test papers like Five-Finger Mountain, crushing her directly.
The guy, with arms crossed over his chest, stood there looking down at her, "Finish all this before dinner."
Anjiu decisively hugged his leg, eyes sparkling, "You might as well take me instead."
Fu Chenshang shamelessly kicked her away, gave her a cold and noble profile, and fastened each button of his shirt that had been undone in the heat of passion, "That's a reward. Behave well, and I might consider it."
"No need, thanks." Anjiu silently raised a middle finger, picked up a workbook, dusted off the table, sweeping away the shards of Fu Chenshang's fallen dignity, then straightened up and started to do her homework.
Just finish it, right? A matter of minutes.