Chen Nan gave an awkward smile, "As long as it's not with hands, any method is fine."
He wasn't lying.
He didn't like women giving him a hand.
After all.
He had hands of his own.
If he could do something himself, why would he need someone else's help?
"You're not that old, but you have quite a few tricks up your sleeve," Wang Churan said with a blush, her beautiful eyes shimmering with a captivating light, "Do you want me to use my mouth?"
Chen Nan flashed a shy smile, "As long as it's not with hands, it's okay."
"Since you just helped me take out the 'Inheritor', I'll indulge you this time!" With her cheeks flushed and lips parted, Wang Churan opened her sensuous, fiery red lips.
But just as she was about to take Chen Nan in.
Her phone suddenly rang.