"Hey hey hey, wait up!"
Seeing Zhao Qian Yue actually stepping onto the passenger seat to climb onto him, Lin Fan was so scared that he quickly grabbed her, "Qian Yue, we can joke and play around, but don't joke about this kind of thing."
"Are you even a man?"
Zhao Qian Yue straddled Lin Fan, her long dress billowing around her as she sat directly atop the Iron Pestle, her Abyss separated from the Iron Pestle by just a thin layer of fabric.
"I'm practically throwing myself at you and you don't dare touch me, what a waste of your 'gift.'"
"If it were anyone else, I wouldn't need them to come to me. The moment you asked me to take my pants off, I would have stripped you naked, but you're not anyone else. You are Zhao Chuanchun's precious pearl, the princess of Red Flag County, and I'm just a man with a bad reputation. If your dad found out I touched you, he'd bury me alive!"
