Old Madam Lai and Ouyang Qian were both at home, and Lai Wenyan wouldn't choose tonight to seek out a woman, but before he could speak, Yiniing had already walked over.
Jiang Yiniing's black hair draped over her shoulders, complementing her floral A-line dress. Without a hint of vulgarity, and with her fair skin and slender waist barely a handful, any man would have the urge to knead her body.
When she approached, she directly squatted down beside Lai Wenyan.
Her hands rested on Lai Wenyan's thighs.
Jiang Yiniing gently bit her lip, looking up at Lai Wenyan.
Lai Wenyan didn't shoo her away immediately, but grasped her chin with his hand: "Those eyes look fierce, do you want to devour me?"
"Yiniing really does want to devour the Councilman." Jiang Yiniing's gaze became increasingly mournful: "Yiniing has been thinking about the Councilman all day, yet when the Councilman comes home, he doesn't even glance at Yiniing."
As she spoke, her eyes took on an even more enticing charm.
