The flashlight flickered a few times.
Mo Ang finally let go of Silver Fox. "That's enough."
Silver Fox was heavily pushed back into her seat. She rubbed her back, furrowing her brows. "Boss, no one uses people like this, right? When you need me, you hug and kiss me, but when you don't, you push me aside forcefully! Isn't this like kicking the donkey after the millstone is no longer needed?"
Mo Ang glanced at Silver Fox without a hint of tenderness. "If you really need a man to hold you, I can find someone suitable to please you, and I'll cover the cost!"
"Thanks, thanks, I don't need a man. What I desire most now is to see a woman!"
Well, he is a genuine man, just more attractive than typical men, with better skin, and a figure even more impressive than women.
He just lacks a chest, but a bra is a great prop that can completely transform him.
Therefore, what he mainly does in the spy team is to masquerade as a woman, and a particularly beautiful and alluring one at that.
