Fan Shaoming wrapped his arms around her and said softly, "Outside, I'm proper enough, but when I get home, in front of you, I can finally relax. Oh, what did Yan Ruoting want with you?"
Su Xiaoyue chided him gently, "You hurried back just for this, didn't you?"
Fan Shaoming honestly admitted, "That woman fancies me, and I was afraid she might trick you into selling me out."
Su Xiaoyue pinched his waist, "Am I worth a lot? Am I the kind of person who would sell you? But it seems you really are quite valuable, able to warm the bed and make money. One of these days, I'll ask Yan Ruoting how much she would offer for you. Ah, Fan Shaoming, don't... mmm!"
Give her an inch, and she would take a mile.
Fan Shaoming felt that if he didn't "punish" her a little, she wouldn't know his "power."
After a while, Su Xiaoyue pushed the heavy man off her and scolded him with a blushing face, "Can't even take a joke."
