What should I do? What should I do!
Yang Yi's heart was somewhat in turmoil, not because Petra drove too fast, but because he didn't know what to do next.
Even with the perfume, wasn't Petra too easily hooked? He and Petra were still very much strangers, and the things he said were clearly flirtatious.
Why did Petra so easily go with him?
This is unscientific, this is unreasonable, this is not in line with Yang Yi's understanding.
Petra drove fast, and she parked right in front of the hotel where Yang Yi was staying. Without even turning off the engine, Petra opened the door, then looked at Yang Yi and said, "Why aren't you talking, are you scared?"
"Scared? Hahaha."
Yang Yi got out of the car, and at that moment, Anton whispered in his ear: "Congratulations, you succeeded."
His hands seemed a bit shaky, and his mind somewhat numb, but Yang Yi still smiled at Petra and said, "Please."
Yang Yi was staying in a luxurious suite, complete with a bedroom and living room.