He looked down at the woman in his arms with some surprise. Her face, full of desire, made it obvious what she needed. She was just too shy to say it outright, so she could only use these subtle actions to express her thoughts.
"You want it?" Sun Dasheng whispered into her ear.
At this, Wu Xiaoli's face turned even redder, and she practically buried her head in his chest.
"If you don't say anything, I guess I'll just leave," Sun Dasheng teased.
"Don't!"
She tightened her grip on the man's waist.
"Oh? But if you don't tell me, how am I supposed to know what you want?"
This man is awful. Does he really have to make me say those embarrassing words?
"If you won't say it, I'm really leaving," Sun Dasheng 'threatened,' even feinting with his feet.
"Don't!" Wu Xiaoli looked up, her face crimson. "I want you to stay with me."
Her voice grew softer and softer until it was almost a whisper.
"Stay with you to do what?" Sun Dasheng asked with a wicked grin.
