Tang Si's gaze leisurely fell on Song Yi.
It carried a scrutinizing look and a mischievous smile.
One hand rested lazily on the steering wheel, wearing a black watch, inexplicably adding a touch of abstinence.
The other hand reached out to Song Yi, drawing her towards him with a hook to her chin: "Here's a suggestion for the little beauty, it's cooler not to wear anything in front of your boyfriend."
The man's hand, with a rough warmth, pinched her chin, making Song Yi feel a bit tingly.
Being pulled closer by the man, she could see Tang Si's eyes more clearly, behind the lenses, carrying a playful grin.
Indeed, all that refined elegance is fake.
At the core, he's wild and naughty, how could he ever be refined?
Song Yi looked at him, swallowed slightly, lifted her chin, and freed herself from his hand, her face lazy and coy.
"Really?" Song Yi licked her luscious lips: "Then I'll give it a try."
As she spoke, she was really going to undress.
