Chapter 20: Mo Chen! Look at me! Hold me!

Qiao Ruoxin's bright eyes stared at him, and she asked earnestly, "Do you want it? You haven't taken care of your physical needs for a long time, have you?"

Before she could finish, the man's volcano suddenly erupted.

"Shut your mouth for me!"

No wonder she was once his woman!

She really fucking knows him!

Could she even tell that he was in need???

Mo Chen, at this moment, was as irritable as a wild beast, and a hint of embarrassment appeared on his handsome face.

His dark eyes reflected Qiao Ruoxin's delicate little face.

His mind was filled with images of their previous passionate entanglements, tormenting him, torturing him.

It was as if thousands of ants were gnawing at him, uncontrollably irritable.

He suddenly stepped on the accelerator, driving away from there, at a racing speed...

"Okay, okay, I won't talk anymore, keep calm, Mo Chen!"

The cold wind slipped through the car window, ruffling her gentle long hair, which hid the panic on her face.