Jiang Lin fell silent for a moment upon hearing this, then bashfully said, "Xue Li isn't here today, so I'll send a car to pick you up!"
Qin Qi hung up the phone.
He took Wu Shuangshuang for lunch.
When school was over, he let Wu Shuangshuang go home first, while he got into a car and arrived at the manor.
...
Ten minutes later.
Inside the bedroom of the villa in the manor.
Qin Qi sat lazily on the sofa.
His zipper was already undone, and his member stood erect.
Between his legs, a stunningly beautiful woman in a cheongsam was diligently parting her red lips.
Her head rose and fell above his member.
And wasn't it just Jiang Lin.
Qin Qi caressed Jiang Lin's sleek hair, tightening his body, and said with pleasure, "Aunt Jiang, your little tongue is so soft and smooth."
