"This..."
Faced with Ling Manyue's question, Yang Cheng was slightly taken aback, his gaze once again falling on the television screen.
Watching the provocative and stimulating images on the screen, he swallowed lightly, his heart instantly heating up, and his body even more tense and ready for action.
Which normal man doesn't like such little movies?
"Hehehe!"
Ling Manyue had been observing Yang Cheng all along, and when she saw his intense reaction, she couldn't help but cover her mouth and giggle, her eyes becoming incredibly seductive. She said, "Xiaochen, look at how excited you are, but you say you don't like to watch?"
Upon hearing this, Yang Cheng immediately looked down. When he saw the intimidating outline, a trace of helplessness flashed in his eyes.
Why did it have to rise at this moment!
So awkward!
