Don't attempt to cross the line 3.

Arnold Johnson's speech became more and more rogue, and Victoria Garcia felt like she had become a bottomless pit that could never fill him up.

"Mr. Johnson, we're not in your villa now, please mind the influence, my sister is still sleeping next door." Victoria Garcia reminded him once more, hoping he would stop early so all could be well.

Arnold Johnson laughed devilishly, "I'm always very quiet, later you just need to control your own voice well, I guarantee she won't hear a thing."

"..."

Shameless! Shameless man!

Absolute shamelessness! She wanted to protest!

However, before she could voice her protest, all her words were swallowed by Arnold Johnson's mouth. Having not kissed her for so many days, what he missed the most was still the fragrance of her oral cavity.

Victoria Garcia felt her brain short-circuit all at once.