This guy, she's inspected quite a few times, but it's the first time, such a touch so hot.
Xiao Qiao tugged at his belt, her eyes full of allure, "Inspecting goods follows clothing, what are you inspecting a string for!"
Neatly ripped his belt off, Wesley's gaze dimmed, suddenly, the phone rang.
Another death-defying continuous call.
Xiao Qiao flipped over, pinning him under, one hand grabbing his belt, slightly raised her brow, that scene was the domineering aura of a six-foot tall goddess, "Beautiful, do you want me, or the phone?"
Wesley's gaze dimmed slightly, the phone on the table kept ringing, the beauty before him bright as a flower, Wesley lifted Xiao Qiao, picked up the phone, casually donned his clothes and took the phone outside, Xiao Qiao wrapped herself in a robe, thinking just two words, "Damn it!!!"
Her charm actually couldn't compete with a phone!
Humph!
Next time, leave him hanging halfway through flirting!
