Chapter 422 It gives me a headache

In the cramped space, the woman was whispering into his ear.

"Christian, Christian …"

Her red lips pursed, "I want it."

Christian's voice was quiet and hoarse, he grabbed her hand and said, "Isabella …"

"Isabella, don't overestimate my endurance." He grabbed her wrist with one hand, and with a slight movement of his body, she was pressed down by him.

Then the body of the car started to shake, after a long while, the woman softly groaned, the arm that clung onto the man's neck drooped, as though she was drunk and muttered Etha's name.

Christian calmed his breathing after a while, as he smiled faintly, "I think this kind of experiment is not bad. Next time, we can try a different place."

There was no lack of mockery in his words, but deep inside, he was truly satisfied. There was a rare sense of satisfaction that filled his entire body.