Just as Du Minli began to clean the dragon, Chen Bin also answered the phone.
"Ruoji, what's up so late?"
"Come to my house tomorrow, I have something to discuss with you."
"Can't we talk about it over the phone?"
"I told you to come, so come without the unnecessary chatter!"
With that, Liao Ruoji abruptly hung up the phone.
Putting away his phone, Chen Bin still looked puzzled.
Logically, he shouldn't have offended Liao Ruoji, so why was his tone so strange?
Unable to figure it out, he decided not to think about it anymore.
Putting away his phone, he then landed a firm slap on Du Minli's voluptuous bottom.
Smack!
The crisp sound echoed, instantly leaving a bright red handprint on her previously fair skin.
Her body trembled, and Du Minli gazed at Chen Bin, speaking coyly.
"Mmm~ That feels good! Daddy master, use more force."
Listening to her words, Chen Bin felt another surge of heat, raising his hand to continue slapping Du Minli's bottom several more times.
