Luo Qi no longer hesitated and strode in after Ah Chuan, lifting her chin, trying to muster a commanding presence: "What do you want, just say it."
Ah Chuan's gaze grew even deeper as he looked at her: "Isn't it clear what I really want, Xiao Qi?"
Luo Qi put down her bag, took off her coat, and walked over to Ah Chuan. She wrapped her arms around his shoulders, stood on tiptoes, her lips close to his chin, ready to kiss him should he lower his head.
"Is it just about sleeping together? How many times do you want? Just say it, why bother with all this trouble? It's not like we haven't done this before?"
Ah Chuan's pupils contracted as he stepped back slightly, pinching her chin: "Is that really what you think?"
He thought his true intentions were clear to her, but to his surprise, after doing so much, this was the response he got.
