Xu Zi suddenly appeared here, and Song Guanchao surely knew her intentions.
This woman is a textbook opportunist.
As long as she can achieve her goals, she'll sacrifice anything.
To a woman like her, offering her body is the least significant price.
Things like chastity simply don't exist in her mind.
Of course, Song Guanchao wouldn't mind having a go.
But he was afraid of catching something!
Who knows how many people have boarded this bus? Down there, it's probably so loose that even he couldn't fill it.
"Miss Xu, please have some self-respect," Song Guanchao pushed her away.
Xu Zi looked resentful, licking her lips with her tongue, "Mr. Song, I'm just lost. Can I stay over at your place for the night?"
"Lost?"
Song Guanchao chuckled, "I don't think Miss Xu is lost, just itching for some fun, you ought to call the British police."
Xu Zi froze.
British police?
What does it mean?
After a while, she realized that Song Guanchao was making a pun.
