Jiang Lin's cheeks flushed with a hint of redness, and numerous ambiguous scenes involuntarily surfaced in her mind.
But on the surface, she remained icy cold, responding, "What do you want?"
Without a word, Qin Qi's right hand was already placed on Jiang Lin's jade-like shoulder, skillfully exploring toward her full, erect bosom.
Jiang Lin's expression was tense, and she rebuked sternly, "You have a lot of guts, doing this in the dining room no less! You'd better stop this instant!"
Qin Qi's lips curled into a smile, unafraid, "Auntie, we agreed on ten times; this is only the second time. And you ought to know if you delay too much, what if Xue Li gets back after waiting too long and sees us?"
"Wouldn't it be better to get it over with quickly, obediently fulfilling my requests? Do you agree with me!"
"Or are you planning to back out, Auntie?"
