Soon, Chen Gaofeng's face appeared on the screen.
Seeing his mischievous smile, I pretended to be very happy and even struck a seductive pose.
At this moment, I was like a fisher, and Chen Gaofeng was my prey.
On the other side of the screen, Chen Gaofeng seemed to be sitting in a study. It wasn't lavishly decorated, but it was stately.
He leaned closer to the screen and whispered, "Mi Tao, are you home alone? Where's your husband? Is he sleeping?"
I said, "Don't worry, my husband is sound asleep in the bedroom. He drank a lot tonight. He won't hear us chatting."
Hearing this, the expression on Chen Gaofeng's face gradually became more lecherous, and his eyes began to roam over my body.
The more he did that, the happier I became because this was the result I wanted.
I coyly said, "Oh my, Mr. Chen, what are you looking at? You're making me feel embarrassed."