Kong Lingwen felt the scorching giant object, startled to the point her whole body trembled, her palms instinctively tightening.
Yang Cheng's body stiffened instantly, gritting his teeth, he said, "Be gentle, don't break it."
"Then why won't you hurry up and tell me what you discussed with my dad, otherwise I'll crush it."
Kong Lingwen threatened, her small hand exerting more force, stimulating the giant object to become even hotter, making her body grow increasingly feverish, her cheeks flushed.
Yang Cheng was held so tightly that he couldn't continue driving and had to stop the car on the roadside, helplessly saying, "If you crush it, how am I supposed to get Yang Rou pregnant? Hurry up and let go, I'll tell you now, okay?"
"No way, I'll only let go after you've said everything."
Kong Lingwen refused to let go, even intentionally squeezing.
Yang Cheng's breathing became heavier, his gaze at Kong Lingwen gradually turning deeper, an evil fire rising within him.
