Shen Lulu felt an urge to curse.
Qin Qi was definitely doing it on purpose.
Yet, for some reason, there was an inexplicable desire within her. She longed for Qin Qi's fingers to come in.
The more she was in contact with Qin Qi's giant object, the stronger this desire became. Clearly, she hadn't felt this way before, but the longer she knew Qin Qi, the more intense this feeling grew.
Because of this, she bit her rosy lips and, somewhat awkwardly, said, "Mr. Qin, cooperate with me...As long as you can start erupting, even if, even if you use your fingers, it's fine!"
Qin Qi pretended not to understand, "What should I do with my fingers? Miss Shen, I still don't understand!"
Shen Lulu was burning with anxiety.
"I am doing this for the village, to have him become the village chief of Shen Family Village. Shen Lulu, you haven't thought of anything else, nothing..."
This comforting thought flashed through her mind.
