Not far behind on the sofa sat Xu Yun, with Jiang Ruan turning her back to her, boldly flirting with the man like a bewitching enchantress.
Watching her with eyes full of allure and her captivating demeanor, Bao Ye instinctively felt his throat tighten.
Hearing her words, the hand around her waist reluctantly gave a playful pinch.
This was Jiang Ruan's vulnerable spot.
A tingling sensation coursed from her waist, Jiang Ruan widened her eyes, nearly unable to suppress a sound.
Fortunately, she managed to stop herself just in time.
Bao Ye lowered his head and whispered obscenely in Jiang Ruan's ear, "Can't handle this already, hmm?"
He dragged out his words in a low, hoarse voice.
Jiang Ruan immediately softened at the ears.
"What about tonight?"
"Don't come crying asking for mercy."
As he spoke, the man locked eyes with Xu Yun briefly, his expression indifferent.
In just a moment, Bao Ye shifted his gaze.
