The faint fragrance from Song Hanzhang was intoxicating to Li Chuan. He couldn't help but pull her slender waist into an embrace, slipping his hand into her hot pants: "Don't worry, Sister Qingyao guaranteed this time, it's sure to succeed."
Li Chuan's hand was on Song Hanzhang's leg, and he could feel her body tighten, goosebumps appearing!
But Song Hanzhang remained silent.
Li Chuan couldn't resist picking Song Hanzhang up and placing her on his lap: "Sister-in-law, don't hesitate anymore. If it works out this time, you'll be the deputy dean. We'll all share in your success and infuriate the guy who stole the rightful position from my brother!"
Song Hanzhang glanced at Li Chuan: "Honestly, it's me sharing in your glory, sister-in-law."
Today, Song Hanzhang wore no makeup, but her fair skin was a tempting shade of rosy, possibly from shyness or alcohol.
