Although separated by clothing, the fingers sliding across the chest could still be clearly felt.
The tingling sensation traveled through Yang Cheng's body, making him tense up instantly. He turned to look at Zheng Qian, whose face was enchanting, and his lips curled up slowly. He asked, "I'm curious, Dr. Zeng, how do you plan to stimulate me?"
"It's simple!"
Zheng Qian's fingers continued to roam across Yang Cheng's chest, moving to the side of his neck and face. She said, "The so-called stimulation is merely doing what happens between men and women. I've reached this age, and I'm quite knowledgeable about men and women's affairs. I have confidence that I can cure your impotence through stimulation."
"If that's the case, then let's try it!"
Yang Cheng nodded lightly, his eyes filled with anticipation.
"If I can cure you, can you spare my son?"
Zheng Qian looked at Yang Cheng and asked.
