"Don't go! Don't you want it?"
Ling Er threw a sultry glance, her pink tongue licking her red lips, an expression full of allure.
"She's still waiting for me. I'll deliver the clothes first and then come find you."
Yang Cheng still intended to leave, as he promised Kong Lingwen to return early before going out.
Moreover, Kong Lingwen wasn't disguised with fake skin now, and it would be troublesome if someone found out.
Just as he finished speaking, Yang Cheng felt a small hand reach his crotch, rubbing his dormant dragon twice.
Yang Cheng's head buzzed, and he quickly grabbed Ling Er's small hand, looking incredulous: "You're so bold, touching me in public."
"I really want it; we can make it quick and return soon. Besides, General Manager Kong is still in the office working on documents and isn't in a rush to leave."
Ling Er breathed lightly, her soft body pressing tightly against Yang Cheng, her tender bosom rubbing against him.
