She pushed Lu Ying away, speaking in a playful yet gentle voice, "Your Highness knows that I am timid and cowardly, yet you still use such matters to frighten me. I almost hanged myself out of grief!"
Lu Ying was both amused and exasperated.
Would Shen Zhaozhao really hang herself over such a thing?
Who would believe that?
This little seductress was just finding a way to demand benefits from him.
He willingly indulged her.
He licked the snowy, fragrant side of her neck and spoke in a hoarse voice, "What do you want?"
Shen Yinning couldn't withstand his licking, and immediately her body became numb with pleasure. She gripped the man's broad shoulders tightly to avoid sliding into the bath.
She panted softly, "Hmm... I want Your Highness's money shop token... and a promise..."
"What promise?"
