Sun Qing lowered her head.
Her beautiful eyes were fixed on Ye Tian, who was sitting on the sofa.
She really liked the nervous yet expectant expression on Ye Tian's face.
"Xiao Tian, relax a bit!"
"I've got everything under control!"
"What's about to happen will become our secret."
"I promise you, I absolutely won't tell Sister Shen!"
Sun Qing bent over, leaning forward, her red lips approaching Ye Tian's ear.
The seductive scent of her perfume kept invading Ye Tian's nostrils, leaving him as if his system had crashed, his brain losing the ability to think.
Ye Tian opened his mouth, wanting to speak.
But Sun Qing didn't give him the chance to say anything, kissing him once again.
On the coffee table in front of the sofa, Sun Qing's phone rang again.
This time, after glancing at it, she no longer paid any attention to it.
The word "green turtle" kept flashing on the phone screen.