Xiao Qing shuddered all over. Wasn't she always this way in the past?
Without time to think, the man exerted a little force, and the door to the room was pushed open. He strode in effortlessly, locking the door behind him.
"It seems your memory isn't that good; refreshing our recollection of this afternoon's events seems necessary." While speaking, the man's slender fingers began undoing his shirt buttons.
Upon seeing this, Xiao Qing immediately cowered, stepping forward to grab his hand and saying, "Let's talk this out, we can talk this out."
The man raised an eyebrow, those handsome features almost sinfully attractive, his thin lips curling slightly, "With you, doing it would be more direct."
After speaking, he reached out a long arm and swept the woman into his embrace. "Don't you want to know what I said to the kids?"
