"This... might be a bit inappropriate, don't you think?"
"What, you don't want to?" Jiang Qinglan's eyes were sultry.
Sun Zhe glanced around, forcing a smile on his face.
How could he not want to? It's just that this private room isn't hidden, with three of the four walls made of glass, clearly exposing the people in the adjoining rooms.
If they were to do it here, how explosive would that be?
People in the next room would probably profit greatly—paying for one ticket, yet getting to see two spectacular live shows.
Seeing Sun Zhe's hesitation, Jiang Qinglan suddenly stood on tiptoes, using her crystal-clear lips to gently nibble his earlobe, "I've set an illusion array, only we can see next door, they can't see us."
"Are you still afraid now?"
Hearing this, Sun Zhe quieted down, and after a moment, suddenly made a decision, squatting down directly.
"Why would I be scared? I'm just afraid you won't last."
Even Jiang Qinglan wasn't afraid, why should he be?
