"Don't what? I don't understand."
Shen Yuan pinched the flesh on her waist, but as she was too well-toned, he could only grasp a tiny bit, which was in stark contrast to the soft, squishy feel of Chen Xinyu.
"If you don't leave, I'm going to call for help."
Dai Lu was flushed with shame, her full chest heaving dramatically, and her face turned as red as an apple. She also tried to push Shen Yuan away with her hands.
"Go ahead, yell all you want. It's no use..."
Shen Yuan mimicked the lines of a villain from TV dramas, a curve forming on his lips, "How is it, is my smile sleazy enough? Do I resemble those TV drama villains who harass the female lead?"
Dai Lu bit her lower lip, "I'm really going to call for help."
"Shout all you want, I forgot to tell you, this golf course is mine, even if you shout, it will be my people who come."