In the Mercedes-Benz business van, accompanied by a low growl, everything calmed down, and the completely satisfied Xu Qianli lay back on the seat.
Her entire body was weak, her skin pale with a blush of red and covered in a fine sweat, her eyes were lifeless, and her brain, due to lack of oxygen, was still in a semi-conscious state; Fan Yao, utterly delicate, trembled gently as she lay in his arms.
She gasped for breath for quite a while until her brain, which had been oxygen-deprived from the extreme excitement, recovered. Fan Yao let out a soft moan and couldn't help but pinch Xu Qianli's arm.
"You're annoying, you bad boy, really annoying."
"You're over one point eight meters tall, and I'm only one point four meters in high heels. Not only is the height difference ridiculous, but you're also twice my weight, so strong, and you bullied me like that just now, I hate you!"
"Hmph, if you're this rough with me again, I'm never going to pay you any attention."